When you are lying close our wish bones are like drum sticks beating in unison
The pulsing under my skin momentarily pauses until it is entwined to your senses and
Perfectly aligned to the rhythm of your existence
Our inner cores now throbbing together, as one, you and I, the only beings in this domain
Your force over me is magnetic, it is controlling but not intentionally
I am an artist in your lover’s gallery, I am drawn to you like a painting with
colors spitting out every emotion imaginable onto the blank canvas of your entity
I am obsessed, but not psychotic
We are connected like dots forming love lines
We are Siamese lovers attached at every vessel of the heart
We pad lock our eyes to each other, and as our pupils meditate your keyhole smile swallows the combination.
There is a story in our eyes that only you and I can read,
we are reading lovers Braille with our intellect
It’s just you and I, swallowing each others thoughts and dreams with a physic glance
The undying love for I have for you that orbits my sanity will remain with me like a scar that won’t heal
You have detonated my devotion and I can smell the burn from the explosion of my love for you
The hour glass of our life to come has just been inverted and will continue to rotate like
the windmill of all hope that we have become
For you I would walk through fire, although cliché, I would be willing. I would fight the burning
flames with the river of love we have formed and drown any force trying to tear us apart
I am unsure what angelic sort of destiny caused our lonesome hearts to skip a beat on the same day, at the same time, but I know that this romance is as real as my poetic ability.
I would fail every breathalyzer if it was a crime to be intoxicated from this fantasy that I never imagined would prevail. I will never be institutionalized and forced into becoming the sober person I once was, because you have changed me, and sometimes, like this time, change is good,
I enjoy being drunk off your love.
A contest entry
- Looking for Favourites by XxGoldenxXDawnxX.
425 points, ended October 24, 2007, 16 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Love. by I will stand by you.
600 points, ended October 30, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Great metaphor you have used throuoghout these lines - vivid visual images shared in these verses. Nice ending - a surprise that works well.
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Wow.. this is a wonderful piece of work. I enjoyed this a lot. My favourite part was
I would fail every breathalyzer if it was a crime to be intoxicated from this fantasy that I never imagined would prevail. I will never be institutionalized and forced into becoming the sober person I once was, because you have changed me
Keep up the good work and good luck to you in my contest.
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Thank you for your kind words
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bartender!!
Give another round to to the couple over there!... NICE PIECE! I hope u still respect me in the morning! l.o.l!
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HAHA, thanks, nice twist, I like that people are thinking its about alcohol and then being surprised at the end
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I feel this is more prose-like than poetic-like. Though it does have some qualities about that I find to be poetic, it rests more in the prose arena, than anything else. I was thinking throughout that the lines could be chopped to be more fluid, but, they are fluid because it's prose.
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Thank you for all of your replys
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To have someone feel this way about you is indescribable. The emotion that she shows me in her words and her actions are second to none. I love you Layne, I enjoy the intoxication of our love as you do.
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Oh, the feeling of being drunken by love. I liked the surprise ending, by the way. I kept thinking, alcohol, alcohol, and in the end it was something much more powerful than that. Wonderful idea, and it turned out very nicely.
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