Frozen
In a delicious
Powerlessness
As I look
Upon
Your loving face
My mind
Caressing softly
The simply being
Of your breath
On the Landscape
Of my awakened eyes
Poppies
In the green fields
Bursting out
Bright
Red
And rebellious
Telling loud
The story of your lips
Over my body
A Time to Live
A Time to Be
In Movement
In Love
And in balance
Words
Will come
Later
2 commentaires:
nice one. love the landscape line.
Thanks a lot Gerry... Back to writing..
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