through the leaves...
- moving gently with the breeze...
i can see the brightness of the sky.....
as if it is your eyes...............
..........the blue of your eyes.... ..........
..........tears...
..........combinations........ .........
.the hue of your hair....
blurring the sounds...
sounds of small birds
.........whisperings in the air air.....
the feeling I have as when you are there....
.........you are their..in a depth....
.........a perception.....
penetrating....deep within....
.........within my heart..
.........within my passion.. .........
like a preeminent stare. frozen..
Cold...bluish.........
that portion allowing..between gray..green
..........and violet...........
the violence of my passion..... ..........
for the yellow softness ..
feelings I have there..... ..........
..........the nearness of you...
..........my sweet...... ..........
..........of you...
allowing a passage of my love..
for the entrance to your being.....
..........faster...
fastens the rhythmic..
contractions of the image of you... .........
.in your heart............
.inside of you..ism seeing.
The leaves look yellow..
the branches look golden like ....
the ones around your eyes....
like the ones that make you as beautiful as you are........
............freezes a stare...
............as a cover of perennial ICE.
floating like an ice...burg
glowing in the sunset of you eyes..........
melts it softly into the sea of your presence.
of the beauty that I see..
...........that I feel....
...........when you are near....
...........be near to me...
no need to wish..........
for it is what I feel............
allow me............ allow me to be near. .the sweetness of your breath.. ...........
bring it here... ...........
like the feeling I have whenever you are near....
Whenever you are near.
WOW..:)
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ReplyDeleteI love your imagery. And very good diction:) check mine. www.kaysandig.blogspot.com
ReplyDeletethis can really happen, one can really feel that way, at any stage in ones life.
ReplyDeleteWhen one is in love, creativeness is there to bring above into the world of the others. To the ones that have never been in love.