Friday, April 17, 2015

Twisting cobblestone

Twisting cobblestone




My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

 It goes on, like the everlasting fresh foam of spiral waves at sea,

Through fears of a lethal spell the Heavens put on me ;for loving you so fast.

I tasted your lips , the shapes of your body, searched your soul, encountered your spirit.

I now wonder as your mind displays  blue realms  in a navy sky too vast ;

If you'd be a murderer, a gambler , through  passion   and silent words.

My heart cries out "no", as do the images on my mind ,

And  my loving eyes want you more and more and more.  


My life is a twisting cobblestone, is it quick sand, lost or held in my hands?

Fears of  lethal breath in you , blood flows on, like the everlasting whip of spiral waves through lungs  

  
My heart cries out "no" , as do the images on my mind , 

And  my loving eyes want you more and more and more.  

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