morning
scant sunlight and
water pelting
rhythmic
thousand tiny drumrolls on my neck
standing motionless
eyes closed under currents
(before you, this all was quick necessity)
as water grows cool
under rhythem I wait
reaching down slowly
hand reaches handle
spinning
rhythem
warmth returns brightly
in a constant flowing flash
just like
when you walk into a room
just like
when you touch my face
just like
life being forced into my body
as if I'd ceased breath
and the water
and I imagine
you are standing in front of me
smiling
breathing
you keep me warm
Author notes
such a muse.
amuse. I never thought about that before.
Written December 9th, 2003
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Very beautiful...I adore the way you express yourself..your happiness...how once so simple daily involvements are so meaningful now..it's absolutely great. I'm glad you're in the place you are..
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Wow...this is really kind of an eclectic piece, as well as profound. Two very good things indeed!
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*grabs a towel*
This is AMAZING.
I'm f^ckin' speechless...
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