Liquid


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Liquid

love,
come to me
with the innocence we captured
on that autumn night
so many years ago
the butterflies
still live in my heart.

you were so cool
and I, an insecure clown
yet the mix was right
and the moon lit up the stars
and blew them into your eyes
where I can still see them
sometimes shooting,
sometimes twinkling
but always
a breathtaking show

I love you
more every day
and as the seasons come
and go
counting off the liquid years
let us disappear into each other…
into the sacred land of togetherness
where time cannot tread
and love never ends..

please come to me

Wow

This is really good, beautiful sentiment. Gorgeous. raskin

Ahh

Really good. I can read it, and sense the passion of wanting the love again.

ps)
thanks for the comments!

beautiful...

just beautiful, reminds me of where I want to be again...in heart, mind, and the autumn!!

Man, how have I been missing you

woodsman,

You are a genuine find on this site. After reading this piece I feel almost ashamed that I haven't found your work earlier in my stay. Very well written and totally heartfelt.

Write on,

Pete

Thanks

thanks Pete, I really appreciate the comment and encouragement !

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