August 30, 2011

somersault



...

because it was like

a bouquet of red satiny arrows

whole pieces of flower petals

an ocean of beautifully stinging emotions

nourished and polished thoughts

words of my absolute favorite scents


digging atop my tongue

and tiptoeing down my throat

igniting into joyfilled tears, when we kissed

memories were seen from the future

on the colors of a butterfly

you had eyes of black diamond


with the vision of a man complete

tenderly twisting my wall'd heart

into purple ash

to blow directly up into the sky

so i could fly alongside the moon

write poetry with the stars

listen to the dark serenade the nite


and see that

...i

had already flipped

tumbled

...fallen

in Love

with


YOU

...

['FlyingBack' pix by gnato]

7 comments:

  1. there you are...

    what a love that is...tiptoeing on your tongue...smiles. love-ly journey you took us on...

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  2. i know i know, a complete mess! LoL =)

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  3. Great flow in this piece, such a loving trail you lead too, very nice.

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  4. This is so lovely and I am so happy that you shared this poem

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  5. Beautiful poem and color purple somehow fascinates me.

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  6. Purple is the new love ash and star poetry wave. Actually -- always has been. The black diamonds just needed to surrender the curtain lanyards so poems like this could shine.

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  7. beautiful and colorful.

    impressed by the word flow.

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