I had to really reach deep for this one. Thanks guys.
Bubbles of life float through my veins
The edges become blurry and sharp all at once
in a manicky rush of heat
Flying, flying, flying
I've been here in a dream.
Furry animals scurry up my feet.
Swinging on this end of the see saw
brings with it lime green heartbeats in every pore
And cotton candy brainwaves in every inch.
Up, Up, Up
I go
to the edge of the sky pyramid
and then decide to kiss the birds goodbye
just for now.
For now
i will live with concrete veins
at the edge of a tarpit
watching bohemoths sink and struggle.
Today i will go against every instinct i have
and trust another creature
Is this love?
7 comments:
Always a big move - but trust is beautiful.
hmm - sounds like love..smiles
Yes, it can be such a powerful yet vulnerable place....this love....love your words Templeton!
:-)
Yikes!
I don't know about that.
I like this Templeton, all those strange feelings can only mean being in love.
Love and trust definitely need each other, Templeton! I like that you've honestly spoken your own truth here...
Lynette
Imagination Lane
see you there!
http://lunawitch15.wordpress.com/poetry-month-clambake-lets-have-some-fun/
Luna
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