you want my body, crave my soul and i want nothing. not a whisper of promise. no silent sweet comfort. no giving. i dont want to be revered. no taking. i cant spare this little kiss or that roll between the sheets: my photo album. you need an answer; my voice or this touch and i need solitude. a worn woven hammock that swings in the stretch of my mind. the hug of silence to incubate these thoughts and coax a part of me that wants to stay curled in the darkest corner of the room. you think lover; the smile of secrets and soap bubbles when i am tailor-made to be a friend. no strings. the sun will still rise without guilt or candy kisses. no longing. i cannot breathe another sigh. no wishing. my stars dont fall from where they shine and just as well; this vertigo keeps me from the edge on the ground where i can catch myself.
Excellent attitude. The world always conspires to disturb our mental equilibrium and the true test of wisdom is in even mindedness. This does not mean passionlessness, it means independence, where intensity and love are unconditional, therefore no one has the power to disturb your inner balance.
brown eyed girl, that was a joy to read, a very good example of what a poem should be, in my view. It was from the heart. It was descriptive, colorful, personal, and clearly and concisely painted a picture It was cathartic and most of all, it was lovely. Oh yeah, and it expressed wisdom that is timeless.
you have just taken exactly what i have been thinking the past couple of weeks and put it into words that i could never have dreamed of...thank you for this beautiful and insightful piece...it spoke to me...
