Walking main street in Autumnal sunshine
a donkey stops to look at a wolf.
After a mutual gaze they stroll together.
So far, not a word has been said between them.
Words are tricky, they are largely spaces
bookending secrets.
They will have to hide their true natures,
become lost in the running legs of the crowd.
However they must mate with words first,
but what words?
He prefers straw sounds full of drunken sunsets.
She is a predator, she wants fat
edible baby words full of juice.
His soul is a rusty windmill,
her soul it is an ever-spinning dolls head,
it is always hungry, always wanting.
They both commence to speak at once.
Passerby’s are startled at the sounds they make,
yet they smile knowing that young love
between different species will prevail,
even when words fail.
To reach deep inside of you and feel your heart beating in my grasp
To hold your fragile heart in my hands and cradle it
With such tenderness and care like a newborn
To keep it safe from harm and let it grow again
To hold it tenderly and wash it clean with my tears of love and joy
Wash away all of the taints placed upon it before me
To mend the broken areas
To feel it beating stronger with every touch of my love
To feel it begin to warm in response to my touch
Feeling the warmth radiate from within
And bathe in the glorious waves of love pouring from it
To bask in the glow of you and your love
To let my tears flow because they don’t belong here anymore
Washing away all of the previous hurt we’ve had to endure
To lie washed up on the sunkissed shore of loves sweet paradise:
Love 'N' Laughter CLiPiCs