Monday, November 29, 2010

Passion

Is this love?
As I lay here temple laid bare for your eyes
Vulnerable to your touch
unable to breathe as your essence permeates my existance
Portals to your soul open
......and yet I remain unseeing
the Song of your smile and sorrows remains silent
unthinking thoughts of desire
climb distant peaks leaving doubt behind
lighting quick I ...am lost in we
our wholes halved in an effort to be complete
then quickened pulses cool and peaks descend
we becomes me and us becomes you
portals close and songs remain unsung
I lay here naked
before my thoughts
Is this freedom?

3 comments:

  1. I think you get too caught up in the words you're using to convey feeling. I don't feel passion when reading it. At the line "lightning quick I...am lost in we" is where the piece begins to feel passionate to me.

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  2. I have no feelings....I have an ice box where my heart used to be! -_-lol

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  3. I adore the dualism of this poem, the feelings of ecstasy that are tied to entrapment...or expectations that weren't met. A feeling that you thought would be within your reach but remains elusive. For me, reading this is like.. seeing two sides of the same coin. The flip side to something...and im probably completely off but thats my interpretation haha

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