Sunday, January 16, 2011

A Flower For A Kiss

You've captured the sunlight
With the cheek of your smile
That warmth has also sutured
The idea of us into my heart
I can feel the pull into
The heavens
I can feel your pulse
Against my chest

I am lost in the whirl wind
Of our embrace
Real or not
I am on fire with it
I am the moth circling
The candle flame
Of existence or oblivion
You are evocative ecstasy

I am in the flight
The Phoenix burning
You are my resurrection
I am filled passion
I know the romantic
Is just the beginning
Yet there is peach
Against the green fuse

1 comment:

  1. There is peach against the green fuse, I love your cryptic language and I understand it. Beautiful New!

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