TO THE ASTONISHMENT OF THE WORLD *

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JOURNAL # 38

a blanket of beauty
you wrap me up
well within
a danger to my
female equilibrium
this you have indeed been
the merest wisp of a thought
of you
and I am tilted on my
very heart's own ear
I long in the drowning of my aches
just to have you nearest to near
even in this isolated separation
we two must for these dark
moments share
still
I think I'd rather be lonely loving you
than of any other more wonderful
creature ever be aware
you are rain to my forest
minister to my wounds
supreme outpost to my
very own humanity
but truest of all
you are re constructor to
my love's most desecrated
ruin
limited as we are in today's scope
we ponder, pray and inflict
the very best of ourselves
upon each other
with the love gifts of
our words
I lure you
you woo me
as deeper and deeper
we sink
to blend
as one
unforgettable we
'To The
Astonishment
Of
The World'.....................
(July 4, 2010 7am)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written for the man who has captured my enchantment and made it his own.

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