Silhouette dry and flat with envy...casting a line without form or depth...residual meaning held tight inside...the outline holding its breath~shadow person do you covet...warmth and divine desire...do you worry wonder speculate...do you plot plan and conspire~is a yearning a longing a hunger...to unfold into some new dimension...are you deep with focused intention~can you be called forth brought out...beyond the plane...where you now exist...unfolded inflated and shaped...to be held and tenderly kissed~is there more than image more than thought...something solid yet yielding...or are you a silhouette of one dimension devoid...of desire empty of passion a line...without any feeling. ~who would not swim in the deep dark sky~
Posted on: Wed, 05 Nov 2014 02:54:07 +0000