Pleasure floods through me
like moonlight admires
its own face over the sea.
I ask myself if there is a better place
where I can laugh
in the sweetest whisper
and find myself playing tug of war
with distant memories
until they become
a single story.
Under a quiet night I look up
to count my courage
on each flower
of an apple tree
until morning
looks in on me.
Somehow, I am always left
with my heart
down upon its knees.
I sense that everything dances
within my feelings
warming my thoughts
and just one word
can fill my spirit with you.
Holding on to your hands
knowing a fire still roars
as a friend of truth.
Laughing inside, I forget about
how rain streamed
like a million rivers
upon all the grasses that used to be.
Pleasure floods through me
like moonlight admires
its own face over the sea.
I ask myself if there is a better place
where I can laugh
in the sweetest whisper,
perhaps change
what I understand to be.
Once again, I find myself
staring at my heart,
down upon its knees.
This is good: generally we like to face life standing proud on our feet; when we come to our knees in humility, we face the Truth as the Truth reveals itself to us. I agree with Muse's review--your writing gets more and more beautiful, more profound, with every poem, every story. It's like there's a bottomless well of creativity and flow within you that runs from your soul to your pen. I would honestly love to get your autograph and frame it!
You're an incredible writer, ma'am! :)
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The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
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. you are an amazing poet, dear one ... i have yet to read anyone who writes as lovingly about love ... this post is very consuming and overwhelming ... love it ... :) ...
I particularly love the reference to the apple tree along with the heart, cleverly used! The apple signifying love...purity...
The only place a ture answer comes from is the heart....we just have to have courage to seek there xoxo
Hello, I am Neva, 4i, from Atlanta, Georgia.
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