Again
and again I
fall in love with you. And
I hope to go on and on for
ever
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Again
and again I
fall in love with you. And
I hope to go on and on for
ever
ever
over, under
ground, a rock top to stop
his bark ~ chihuahua cha-chas not,
poor dog.
poor dog
huddled inside
matted hair, thin body,
eyes glazed over with fear and
hunger
hunger
an empty pit
get the shovel, begin
dig deeply, put your back in it
fill me
fill me
with pink flutters,
carry me on feathered
wings that fly me above clouds of
silver
I always love to read your poetry, CdnReader.
Silver
silence finely
wrought, delicate as the
veins of fleshless leaves, wraps a
cool shroud
cool shroud,
wind between worlds,
sail me to a new land -
pure light, make new my weary soul,
fill me
^^ Thanks Riesa....ditto. And thanks, Fire, for leaving me this opening line again. It's a good one. :)
fill me
with all you are....
my spirit cries for you,
I welcome your shining presence
inside.
Quote:
Originally Posted by CdnReader
Uh-oh, didn't mean to be a copycat.:( But Riesa's cool shroud just conjured that up in a heartbeat.
Onward:
inside,
what does it mean?
At night, the crickets call,
and I, in my brass box, breathe through
the stars
the stars
really don't dance
they just stand there for me
to practice my daily games of
pinball
pinball,
Grandma had one,
red felt, a tomato,
with its chrome seeds on the outside -
don't touch
don't touch
you might get stuck
you'd best not sit either
pins and needles can make a girl
nervous
nervous,
don't be nervous,
it's easy, back, two, three,
side, two three, turn, feel the music,
and dance
and dance
this one last dance
with me; in one last glance--
look at my eyes; this is but the
last chance.
Last chance,
buddy, it's now.
The choice is clear. What will
it be? Clubs, diamonds, hearts, or spades...?
Trump me.