June 7, 2011

my choice



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let me try to explain this tender symphony.
and show you the sounds, with words, of the love...
of his love... within me.

i choose him to...

dance a dream-ballet with me
in our awake
from the center of the nite

i choose him to...

put a straw
in melancholy clouds
to sip away the blues with me

i choose him to...

passion my heaven
with the fire-bright touches
of a red-winged angel

i choose him to...

walk inside my mind
branding my thoughts
with his precious foot-steps

i choose him to...

dip fingers with in the moonlight
painting dark whispers of desire
into the corners of eachothers skin

i choose him to...

ignite my purple flames
to breathe in the scent of always
always

i choose him as my sounds of love

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[pix 'lovepotion' by darkrose42]

10 comments:

  1. "put a straw
    in melancholy clouds
    to sip away the blues with me"

    Great passage. A beautiful poem.

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  2. lovely...great to be chosen...and with such a list of tasks how can he refuse?

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  3. He is very fortunate to have been chosen!

    Penned beautifully.

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  4. "dip fingers with in the moonlight
    painting dark whispers of desire
    into the corners of eachothers skin"

    you make me drown blissfully in your poetry...

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  5. wonderful liquid words of love that flow down the screen... // Peter.

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  6. Lovely, these words suit the purple background. How fortunate the one chosen! My only fear is that he break precious trust with you...

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  7. Wow your chosen one
    Seems to be in for alot of fun
    Must be glad he was chosen by you
    And never again another should he view

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  8. Wow! This is a stunning word picture painted with an inspired hand...thank you for sharing this.

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  9. I loved these words... awesome.

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