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Living in the Moment

Contributed by CodyJ on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 07:06:01 PM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



Sitting on the couch, watching Friends,
the bedroom calls, but that depends
on whether I get a kiss tonight.

Emotion is a torrent of drying rain,
a puzzling phenom that tends to wane
when I try to isolate,
create, no, rejuvinate
my soul to take control
of this situation.

I lead with ninety, she gives me ten,
I wake her body, she pulses then
convulses caving to impulses
she guides me to the bedroom door.

Words were always half the battle,
an undertaker, or serpents rattle
telling of the actions to come,
adding two to equal one,
or just finding one.

All I can do is breathe you in.
All I can do is stay within
this bursting supernova exploding,
caustic river overflowing,
rocket ship with engines blowing
wordless expressions into the cosmos.

Love is an avalanche burying rhyme or reason.
The feeling, the sensation, the pure elation
of the touch, the feel, the knowing it's real
is enough for the gods to write poetry about.
And they have. There is no doubt
that what is left here in that room
betwwen bedroom sheets and the dawning gloom,
is the mark for all to see,
life's litle limerick,
God's poetry.




Copyright © CodyJ ... [ 2005-02-24 19:06:01]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Living in the Moment (User Rating: 1 )
by Moonglow on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 07:22:53 PM AEST
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Good Read. I liked it a lot!


Re: Living in the Moment (User Rating: 1 )
by Stew on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 07:23:28 PM AEST
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absolutely beautiful! so much emotion can be felt by reading this piece.

stew


Re: Living in the Moment (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Thursday, 24th February 2005 @ 08:24:42 PM AEST
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Awesome!
huggs,
emy




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