the moment that became... the moment that...began I still don't know she entered my life from... wherever it is that, enjoys a good joke
I met her in the holland days her searching eyes breathing life to any whose lungs still had that capacity she was enough for one, such as I, to just try to force oneself to try...to give up
way, way, too beautiful with the gravity to pull in, even the most distant star I tried to imagine myself, never imagining, nor even giving notice ...while fooling myself that I was going to do my best to ...not notice you
under such moon (which later shall prick up my ears), did my uncanny lack of markmanship cause me to brush you I mean, we barely touched... but I had my eyes on your's and you had your eyes on mine
waves of tide washed over me warming vibration of vitality coursed through my brain and body such elixir, showing up here..now...? emotional gamut has swallowed me! it's chewing me up whole will I remain intact when after? but 'oho' ...she reaches out and grasps my arm and like a baby's murmur from heaven she said 'hello mister...my name's Crescent'
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Posted: Sep 2012
About this poem:
a world of peace...like adam and eve....where will writing a breakfast serial take me?