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Love, Falling In

Contributed by SensitiveSoAbused on Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 06:03:47 PM in AEST
Topic: EmotionalPoetry



Blue winds are blowing
in my mind,
My head is in my hands,
I am love,
falling in

to this void, i am empty,
i am scared,
I am Hurt, and now
all emotion disavow...
My head is pounding,
knuckles white,
on sworded hilt of brilliant light,

...now darkness creeping in...



On this sunny summer day
the sky is a brilliant peacock blue,
accented by fluffy clouds with silver edges.
It looks down upon you, arms outstretched,
standing in this field of long green grass
waving gently in the soft cool breeze.
(never been cut)
The field comes to a cliff
overlooking a dizzying ravine
decorated below by a river flowing swiftly
to the south, greeting soft green ferns
and stretching pines in passing.
Not far beyond this, deep blue mountains
soar far into the sky, their peaks enshrouded
in mist, and blanketed with snow.
Your eyes are closed, and your head
leans back, exposing your slender neck.
The wind glides through your shimmering hair, flutters your scarlet dress...


Know me now,
I pace this floor,
this darkness may i face no more
black wind has reached my bosom's core --

i am love,
falling in.







Copyright © SensitiveSoAbused ... [ 2004-05-04 18:03:47]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Love, Falling In (User Rating: 1 )
by Juliet on Tuesday, 4th May 2004 @ 06:23:15 PM AEST
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I love the last 6 lines. Great description. I like how you call yourself Hurt, very cool. Nice work!


Re: Love, Falling In (User Rating: 1 )
by lostinmyself on Wednesday, 5th May 2004 @ 10:54:47 AM AEST
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so beautiful. so sweet. i love the imagery. this is so unlike your 'normal' writes. amazing write.

*hugs* phil xxx




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