The rush of sound is like glass bells
And tinkling beads reflecting light in every color
I float, not fly so there is no chance of fear
You hold me closer than ever before
And the warmth within my blood is the light your love kindles.
Flames will come in time and we will once again melt into one
And one another.
We are like wax and tempered steel
We are diamonds forged in depths unknown to mortal man
We are veins of gold
And platinum bones
Hair of hemp
Braided with crytal stones
We swing together to the gentle heaven's breeze
In the hammock of our souls.
At last, at last
we are reunited.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Very impressive write. Deep thoughts and imagery. The ending is wonderful. Thanks for sharing your incredible talent with us. Glad to see you writing again.
Jeannie
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Strong and powerful piece with beautiful metaphors throughout. Good to see you back and writing as good as ever. Thanks for sharing. James.
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