Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Something Absolution

The warm glow of the world 
spun around us like a scarf,
our toes jumping lively,
our noses touching, touch

I am flying in the blue openness of your eyes
and though we may spin faster, ever faster
we are pulled ever closer
by something's absolution. . .

The rising ocean, 
will catch the falling rain
inevitable. . .

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