Tuesday, March 2, 2010

drift

the large expanse of us
driven by the wind
driven by each other
pushed into tiny pockets of indifference
as only we can do
we are powder
we are victims
until we are no more

take me there
until i see you
until i feel the way we really are
tumbling across a sinking horizon
as only you can do
we are golden
we are treasure
until we shine no more

gather the force of ages
to sweep me onward
to sweep me into you
the lone oasis in the waste of me
as only love can do
we are eternal
we are vapor
until we drift no more

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Eternal...we are. Treasure...we are. Completely in love...we are.
No matter how it starts or where it may appear to be headed, we will drift to that place... that secret place where we are golden.
Wrap me in your arms... don't let go... till we drift no more.
Je t'aime cheri...

Anonymous said...

Full and empty . A bottomless well that echoes silence,the stone gone from the hand,but where has the pebble traveled to if not the bottom of the well? Did it ever exist?