He marks his destiny in colors
But I am not color for him
I am a choice
I dream of looking for him
While others give me tasks to perform
He dreams of old lovers
And wishes they were me
We slow dance in the kitchen
Locked and swaying as lovers do
He invites me to frolic
With a backwards turned hand
I invite him with a kiss
And press my body into his
We think each other beautiful
And our love making the best
Either one of us has known
He says we are lovesick
I say lovewell
We ask the moon to bless our union
It answers with a smile
Messages from other galaxies
In short bursts tell of our mission here
As sun flares and a lunar ring of fire
Turn dark energy to the light
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R♥
exchanging rings
always lovely to see you, RP ~
Welcome back, I've missed you and your poetry
~R~
Romanticpoetess indeed!!! :)
HUGGGGGGGGGG
This is so, so beautiful.
R
Dark matter to energy...an interesting play even from a cosmological perspective.
Have I ever told you that you are a REALLY REALLY good poetess???
He says we are lovesick
I say lovewell
I like that.
And when darkness dies, there's nothing left but morning"
We can always count on you to recharge our own batteries
: D
Summer vacation?
Gal, summer is a month away!
Oh maybe it is one of those metaphorical summers you
poetesses often visit.
To gather new poems.
This was a cosmic one!
We have so darn much of this dark energy in the universe,
that it's good these extra-galactic
missionary
work
is still being done on our blue stage.
"Mark(ing) his destiny in colors",
making life art of his light spectrum...
Interesting "I dream of looking for him
while others give me tasks to do"...
Could that be interpreted as your life
until him?
Frolic on, cosmic girl!
In responding both to poem ‘Ring of Fire’ and your tag ‘message’,
I would say, hurrah!
Have you seen the barn swallows? They remind me of you; of your inspired flight.
And like the reappearance of barn dances; you.
blessings,
If I think about anther `I miss.
My biggest temptation? Blogs.
`
I wonder if people are doing well.
I'll not take a 22-mile trip for fish.
Halibut taste great with hot butter.
`
I come to town to read OS and email.
I'll call home and stop here for hugs?
Verbal hugs. That new almost planet?
`
Aries?
`
It's the disorder.
Pluto's demoted.
There is hot fire.
ive been here less and less.
.
My biggest temptation? Blogs.
`
I come to town to read OS and email.
Verbal hugs. That new almost planet?
`
fire.”
A lot of astrological stuff. Gosh.
I dunno about u, but w/o Art & Ume the metaphysical foundation of this particular venue we have created, you have helped create with your unbounded love,
Would fall.
Plop.
I would be the last lunatic left.