unmasked
she let him traverse
the mind’s corridors
unchecked, unmasked
nascence of a new bud
lavender fragrance of new blossom
new harmony
passion’s gushing rivers
cascade into
heaving oceans within
kissing his way
into a welcoming world
he absorbs love
given in all earnestness
as if time will never return
love’s horizon stays intact
today an arc from the horizon’s arch
breaks away
the mask drops
the mind bathes in grieving time’s
torrent of tears
today she does not trust her own shadow.
Monday, July 28, 2008
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i really liked the idea behind the creation....
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