In August
I fell so Deeply
Richly
Soulfully
For you.
My
Unspoken feeling
Flooded
My Inner being,
To the point
Where the spark
Engulfed the main
Almost
Blazing
Too bright
And a strength
previously
Unimaginable
Lovingly
portraying
A lunatic
Lost in your
Purity
your Luminous
Inner beauty
To show a Completeness
(that can never happen),
a Construction
Moving,
Progressing.
You know that a thousand
miniature moments
beats a single
gesture
(we are much more than amateur)
Although the Fragileness
Founded with
Potency
Of mind And body
Is pounding.
Still.
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Saturday, February 14, 2009
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