~*~Moving Oceans~*~ ( A collab with Russell Smith )
You move me.
Through the sands of time,
as I stand, looking out the double-pane window
watching you pick strawberries from the yard of my soul
Caressing my mind with wordplay, account, and verse
Like building blocks of knowledge- we build our dreams
Tears form on the framing of your eyes...
expectancy loitered nearby
gushing down like at large fingers- diffusing
crossing routes, and running away from the other
Sometimes, I feel broken inside, hiding my aqua from you
memories flashing before my eyes; the good times dancing
To build a log cabin in the snow
a wintry recollection opens up dragging me back in time
To a place we haven't touched yet, a time when little mattered-
but the movement of the ocean soothing our breadths
and the writing of the world, shows us where to go, drifting along
You excite me with certain emotions, drive me crazy with desire
Fanning the flames of a fiery volcano, torches held over us
Sometimes, I feel broken inside, and you hold me ever close
memories of you flashing through my eyes, I want to understand
what this all means, a part of our world filled with beauty
Soft kisses bring us to a place in time,
pulling us deeper inside each other
To learn... what makes each of us tick...
To become... the second-hands on the timepiece
To reach that sanctuary...
the act of making passionate love
That we all too often overlook...
our feelings flickering outside the wind
In our yearning for autonomy...
... excavating, exploring, evolving...
I need you-
To want me-
To take me as I am, to absorb me deep inside you
More so than maybe I will admit...
take me to the other side of the universe
Because hubris prevents such admissions-
and we shouldn't waste this opportunity
Search for releases is futile in the battle of the mind,
built on log cabins, in a clump of snow
The stars above pulling us along for the ride
for which we were destined- to climb, and soar
All too often blinded by the blazing sun behind closed eyes.
Deep, and profound we'll ignite time
You come to me when I needed you most- and you in my whispers...
softly caressing my heart
and the moon
The blindness matching the sewn curtain of my flesh,
feverishly pouring of need
That hangs on windows never glanced through-
before we fell in love with one another
The glitter and glare of words unspoken in the hallows of the mind.
Left to the eruption... of an unique love...~
Through the sands of time,
as I stand, looking out the double-pane window
watching you pick strawberries from the yard of my soul
Caressing my mind with wordplay, account, and verse
Like building blocks of knowledge- we build our dreams
Tears form on the framing of your eyes...
expectancy loitered nearby
gushing down like at large fingers- diffusing
crossing routes, and running away from the other
Sometimes, I feel broken inside, hiding my aqua from you
memories flashing before my eyes; the good times dancing
To build a log cabin in the snow
a wintry recollection opens up dragging me back in time
To a place we haven't touched yet, a time when little mattered-
but the movement of the ocean soothing our breadths
and the writing of the world, shows us where to go, drifting along
You excite me with certain emotions, drive me crazy with desire
Fanning the flames of a fiery volcano, torches held over us
Sometimes, I feel broken inside, and you hold me ever close
memories of you flashing through my eyes, I want to understand
what this all means, a part of our world filled with beauty
Soft kisses bring us to a place in time,
pulling us deeper inside each other
To learn... what makes each of us tick...
To become... the second-hands on the timepiece
To reach that sanctuary...
the act of making passionate love
That we all too often overlook...
our feelings flickering outside the wind
In our yearning for autonomy...
... excavating, exploring, evolving...
I need you-
To want me-
To take me as I am, to absorb me deep inside you
More so than maybe I will admit...
take me to the other side of the universe
Because hubris prevents such admissions-
and we shouldn't waste this opportunity
Search for releases is futile in the battle of the mind,
built on log cabins, in a clump of snow
The stars above pulling us along for the ride
for which we were destined- to climb, and soar
All too often blinded by the blazing sun behind closed eyes.
Deep, and profound we'll ignite time
You come to me when I needed you most- and you in my whispers...
softly caressing my heart
But I, am too stubborn to admit,
that you mean more to me than the stars,
and the moon
The blindness matching the sewn curtain of my flesh,
feverishly pouring of need
That hangs on windows never glanced through-
before we fell in love with one another
The glitter and glare of words unspoken in the hallows of the mind.
Left to the eruption... of an unique love...~
© by Russell Smith & Karen D. February 15th, 2012
Russell laid out the ground work, and I dressed it in its' sunday's best... using the ''Fruit Technique" develop'd by mawah~
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