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Again Fall In Love
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The Rushing Stream of Desires
Somehow, in the tragedy of us,
there is still hope
and so in coping I
find my thumb on the pulse of
reunion.
Strange lights shine but we will ignore them
for we must not surrender to the stop signs
of the journey we are on.
In front of our eyes we flash to
pictures of the red and green
traffic lights that
push us in one or the other direction.
In memory I see you when I met you
so beautiful
so vibrant in the passion that
we would embrace like flopping fish
on the shore
which represented the frantic delight
of our first days together.
As the years changed us I wonder what
happened to that innocent girl and that
young man who fell in love with her?
Life happened, and with this came
the issues of children and mortgages and
sticking to a budget.
Everything is accounted for but our heart
and how do we put our hearts on a chart
to be explored, so instead of ignoring what
we began I suggest we again
fall in love.
A compelling read, such
A compelling read, such beauty in your words.
Vive le Quebec libre!
A beautiful poem about
A beautiful poem about life...sometimes staying power is the key to life. We all get swallowed up in the problems. nice work...heather