Tuesday, April 8, 2014

ebb and flow

wisps of clouds borne on dreams
flying across skies
such beautiful thoughts
wafting over the breeze
your exultant words wrapped in joy
the pain the hurt tearing at me
achingly dripping with bitter remorse
leaves me feeling weak inside
nothing could be as heady or as intoxicating
or as enchanting
as the potency of that ebb and flow
so intrinsically enmeshed
within without around you....

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