- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Hurdle
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The Hurdle
lost since the moment I fell into your eyes,
swimming the currents of exhilarating thoughts
consumed in your radiant warmth
and burning with the pain of knowing
beyond this Hurdle is where my heart lives...
I never seem to take that leap.
the constellation of family and roots make my feet heavy
gazing in the distance for the light that shines
warmed by nothing more than a dot in the night sky
the memories that warm me like a home movie
brushing off the chill of the distant miles between us
even when we sit together.
hands grasp each other in arms that wrap like a ribboned bow around you
holding your attention to my lips movement
pulling each other into an exchange of pressing kisses
that run deeper than a body's length rooted into yesterdays
your body feels as though it is in my lungs....
taking my breath away.
I have the flowers that I hold now and then
the thoughts that are as different as the stars in the sky
a spectrum of emotions from images
cob webs grew on a few, making it hard to see clearly
blinded by my feelings has always been an obsticle...
...once again I stand at the 'Hurdle'.
- COMMENTS
Trollyover 18 years ago????? This is supposed to be poetry? Give me (and all of us) a break.
Anonymousover 18 years agostrength in form and images...has a wonderful feeling of motion...just a delightful pen...smiles/blue
sweet GA peachesover 18 years agowith this one-
always a pleasure to read your words,
and moreso to feel them.
we have all been here before,
I know..
while reading the words
of a heart, .. longing-
my soul was screaming-
....JUMP!...
*****sGp
