But somehow you, you've taken my breath, my tears and my longing and encouraged a tapestry of them so beautiful, I did not know such fragile dreams existed in me.
Sometimes I am swayedby you.There is something we haveSo wonderfulThat I wonder How it can all seem so shaky.So easy to tip Into nothing.So I balance it, runningBack and forthWatching it dip, catching it.Again and againPushing and liftingStabilising Our wobbly wonderful thing.I'm... Continue Reading →
The sensation that I may burst Is eased by the comparison Of my heart to a bubble. hypnotic erotic surface spinning and thinning, connecting space with space, surrendered in a delicate silent release.
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