it’s not that simple
rebecca’s stumblin toward ecstasy
photo: red_04, Zita B, flickr
standing still suggests
his heart quakes a quiver
attempting to capture one
slippery scent of security
slightly retrospect
he turns and smiles
a warm touch remote
signals the lock of his heart
walking towards a
world a way
closer yet he comes
his soft blue shirt shimmers
just as before
not hardly a change
he now walks
soothingly slower
he bends his frame
encompasses my life
we start all over again
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you weave a picture story…yet the deeper threads seem ours to spin.
i love your word crafting. it seems honed from a present and compassionate heart.
your words always draw me in.
That last line was just so right..like a deep breath and a sigh of redemption..your words and image fit like a dream..you really drew me in..lovely piece..Jae
“standing still suggests
his heart quakes a quiver
attempting to capture one
slippery scent of security”
love this, so so good.
Oh so beautiful and romantic!