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Brian Witte Poem
The sanctity of our bodies.
Dismissing distance.
Confiding in the dominance of forever.
Leaving behind the infinate of gravity,
We clutch together.
Strenthening the bonds of unpredictable persuasion.
I have lost myself in you, and you in me.
While the winds of life blow cold and hard,
We accept the slain world to rule as our own.
Dancing and gloating in each other's eyes we reach-
For eternity.
Grasping for the throbbing heartbeat of true love,
Simultaneously we whisper the answer of life to each other.
I love you, we say, we begin to create a word,
A word that will be known for you and me.
First there was Adam, then there was Eve,
Now there is us,
Maybe that's the word it could be.
In our minds we think and agree,
Words have no meaning,
For the you, and the me.
Time has no chain, in our lives as we be.
Free of ourselves, and, as one we can see.
Life is too short, we're infinity, a forever growing seed.
I love you, and I'm so glad, you love me.
Copyright © Brian Witte | Year Posted 2009
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Brian Witte Poem
Boxed away, holding tight-
Seconds passed so utterly polite.
Time shrinking,
Cluttered air,
Feeling drowsy, not a care.
Must wake up, must breath the air.
Frightened hands, big and little,
Afraid to be discovered-
Afraid to be belittled.
Seeping through my eyes,
Discovered blades cut through my pride.
Light expounds its glory, on my body with all it's flies.
Birth of new beginnings crush my open sky.
Time has never stopped, time will never cry.
It goes on and on, until every one of us had died.
The hands we seek, big and little, repeat.
Controlling every aspect we so eagerly seek.
We pushed and pulled, and have given in.
Time has no passion for what is, within-
Begin to feel the things you see,
Changing the past from your reality,
Giving your life a place to be.
Now and here is what is free,
Afraid no longer that I cannot see,
The whispers of hands no longer control me.
Copyright © Brian Witte | Year Posted 2009
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