As I gaze at the horizon
A flash of fuchsia lingers from sunset.
Soon the luminous moon will rise
And the night goes on.
Some kind of voo doo envelops me as
I think of the one who is so essential to my every heartbeat.
His very essence is enough
To save me.
Before I experienced this wild thing,
I thought love was a contradiction.
Not believing in this feeling, intoxicating, enveloping.
Now my recovery has been set in motion.
Just one glance of the dark lights in his eyes
Makes my heart do somersaults.
A feeling as rare as a pink diamond,
As everlasting as a sterling silver rose.
Friday, February 13, 2009
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very happy image of a heart doing somersaults. I like it i like it.
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