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Passion in D-Major
Feeling, the sensuous brush-
strokes on a canvas,
to a symphonic crescendo,
of our shared heartbeats,
fading between the notes,
feeling your soft body entwined
your form bathed in my infinite
our orchestral desire rising,
conducting a shared fusing of
... the music echoing ...
over the precipice,
on the brink of dazzling rainbow
lost in the void,
of an eternal instant,
plunging through the depths of
for a prolonged,
bouquet of shared time.
The touch of your whispers has blown through the air
And the wave of summer disappears in the sand
There’s nothing to stop these memories are gone
Let the playbook now rest for the feelings they’ve stopped
Slowly it turns the small hands on your wrist
The knots in your belly have clenched like a fist
You picture the east and close her eyes
For the dawn’s a coming in all of our lives
The night’s now bleeding forever it tilts
Circling the orbit no rest from the filth
Rivers are flowing and spirits are dim
And the skies from the ocean will always stand still
The pain from the east has moved to the west
These days are numbered just like the rest
Blind in the rivers the hand clears it away
The whole world has changed in less than a day
....husband to wife...
Sometimes if two trees grow close to one another they start to entangle.
Even intertwine! This can be a very beautiful thing.....especially with two
But, if something happens to one of the trees after they've grown together,
and they are separated....The one left standing, if it can, will look very
disfigured to all those passing by.
I feel BEAUTIFUL with you!
I'd be disfigured WITHOUT YOU!!
I want to continue growing together......
I love you
...wife to husband...
...right now one tree is breaking and doing nothing more than adding
weight to the other. It's roots were strong at one time, so deep in the
soil it could not be killed; but the soil feels shallow now. Holes have
been bore through-out the tree and it is weak; even the sunlight makes
it retreat to a more hidden place. So much weight the other tree is carrying;
how does the weak tree know when to let go before it takes them both down
...before it takes the whole garden down?
C. Thomas IV
F. J. Thomas