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August 5, 2010 / Gio

Falling

I gaze at you

and find myself drowning

in your words, lips, eyes…

immersed in all that is you.

All your being sways in sweet harmony

with the soft rhythm

of ancient love songs.

Your world is enormous, ever-growing,

ripening,

and sprinkled with fears,

and I long to walk beside you

carrying your crown.

I believe I know

what they call this

breathless, falling.

Since you came,

enchanted spirits dance at my door

and out of my heart

flows a river of anticipation.

Your lonely night screams to mine,

yet before it bursts

it twitches and itches and dances and quivers

until suddenly…

the night is made of fire.

~

For One Shoot Sunday
http://oneshotpoetry.blogspot.com/

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  1. Reflections / Dec 6 2010 2:05 pm

    I am breathless reading this piece, spoken tenderly of such a deep yearning, this thing we call love.

  2. Ramesh sood / Oct 25 2010 5:01 am

    Came through Poetry Potluck.. happy to find your creation.. wonderful..The Night is Made of Fire.. true and many of us burn happily..

  3. Scent of my heart / Oct 25 2010 1:00 am

    Another perfection of yours! Thanks for sharing! ♥

  4. Jingle / Oct 24 2010 11:06 pm

    you take my breath away…
    cheese,
    the image is timeless.

  5. Jingle / Aug 5 2010 3:12 pm

    love it,
    beautiful 🙂

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