Bianca

May 6, 2017
10:37 am

Bianca

love is imminent
where flowers loom
nature acarnar at clouds
swimming across the sand
the smell of rain
taste like po ushi vlubitsya
oozing from my lips
Yes,
love is oneirataxia
mixed with destiny
Dipped in compassion
lifting us higher
reaching this euphoric climax
love is here
lingering between
fractured past and extreme present
existing on this significant moment
love is imminent
love is necessary
love is air
because of you

Deborah R Shaw
The Silent Stalker