Mar 24, 2006 00:23
Between these sheets,
Suspended in our infinite universe,
My imagination and dreams spill out my eyes
For a small world to see.
Splashing and revealing volumes of my feelings.
A lot of me goes into you.
My love for you reflects back at me when I see your face;
Your love reflects on mine.
And we create an infinity of magnified desire
Deeper than light can reach.
I close my eyes and see our hands
Mold together and fuse into one,
I see us defying the laws institution put forth.
Fission is impossible between us.
You and I, sitting at our window looking out. We see the world we were apart of. The hate, the betrayal, the resentment. We see the world we used to know; we see it through our window and look back inside to our own universe. We agree: love drives this wonderful place.
Here inside our own window, inside and warm between pastry puff sheets in the morning, the sun is rising. A crevice of light peeks through at your face and entrancement captures me. How could I be so filled to the brim with an emotion that has no words to describe it?
I wish I could know what it’s like to be inside your skin and feel all that I want to learn about you. I wish you could be inside mine and critique my mind. I dream of our existences existing as one. And unstoppable force that leaves us feeling like the only two people left with the choice to change.
This was my love's reply. I quite loved it.
"red"
cinnamon swirling curls brushing sweet sugary lips
red as rose romance refueling almost abandoned bliss
burning distance bridges bringing love to my door
wielding wit so sharp even i am yearning more
just like an ampersand to a run on sentence
she adds grace and style to my chaotic existance
i crave her curving comeliness she says she craves me more
i wish to wed her when we glimpse each others very core
i say that we are meant for love and she agrees it's true
without her very red visage i'd be surely feeling blue