Seasons fall away

chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
edited October 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
You walk like fresh gentle snow falling onto me
I whistle through naked trees singing for you
Along winter river banks now whitened, no lit moon’s hand paints memories of before
Innocents descends in beautiful love making motion
Hills rolling meadows my body you take, take always, always take
Giving you my seasons, my lands always are your canvas
Paint your love across me
From birth in floral seeds we kiss
To full bursting sun we stroke heats flame
Watered down we bathe to drink a touch
This sky tattoos undressing color changing
Moon star night chilled air our breath
You walk like fresh gentle snow falling onto me
Moons star night chilled air our breath
This sky tattoos undressing color changing
Watered down we bathe to drink a touch
To full bursting sun we stroke heats flame
From birth in floral seeds we kiss
Paint your love across me
Giving you my seasons, my lands always are your canvas
Hills rolling meadows my body you take, take always, always take
Innocents descends in beautiful love making motion
Along winter river banks now whitened, no lit moon’s hand paints memories of before
I whistle through naked trees singing for you
You walk like fresh gentle snow falling onto me
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."

Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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Comments

  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    ah yes. now i can see chad. :)
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • gue_bariumgue_barium Posts: 5,515
    "from birth in floral seeds we kiss"

    nice.

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  • Bu2Bu2 Posts: 1,693
    A poem that makes a reflection
    mirror image
    like in a lake
    Like in a lake's
    mirror image
    A poem that makes a reflection



    (It's a work of art, Chad,
    and a fine one, at that)
    Feels Good Inc.
  • chadwickchadwick up my ass Posts: 21,157
    Bu2 wrote:
    A poem that makes a reflection
    mirror image
    like in a lake
    Like in a lake's
    mirror image
    A poem that makes a reflection



    (It's a work of art, Chad,
    and a fine one, at that)

    Thanks Bu2.
    That's very nice of you to say.
    for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7

    "Hear me, my chiefs!
    I am tired; my heart is
    sick and sad. From where
    the sun stands I will fight
    no more forever."

    Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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