We had our towers and then left them
beyond the heights as we lay over clovers
with the world on top
that hoard of grass, weeds and clovers beneath our skin
felt our hands unfold like burnt offerings to the sun and sweat
and our loving found the roots of hope
the panoramic views of faith in the starry night
Our loving touches me
the way clovers should be left in the fields
and the way the praise of simple things etch our world
the way the robin in a single flight
can feat above the white stones
and I feel
content
in the glorious
and among the things so obvious to the eye
that they become mysterious to the heart
and our loving
brings me the moon when it is dark
and gives the soul hands to touch gently with
no elevators needed
...
Sat Apr 04, 2009 1:45 am
cmichelle_0817
Joined: 17 Mar 2008
Posts: 106
Location: Chicago
Hey beautiful...I love this, I love you, I love us...always I had the honor of hearing this poem read aloud from your mesmerizing lips...thank you my love, for this gift.
Hugs & Kisses~
Your Mich _________________ Don't spend so much time making a living that you forget to make a life...
Mon Apr 06, 2009 2:01 am
DanceofSorrows
Joined: 29 Aug 2004
Posts: 2837
Sweetheart,
You're welcome, I always enjoy writing for you. Kisses
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