Greenheart

I think, I am done sorting. But thoughts don't know the half of it.

I can feel, that time is better spent in your company, in that I find, that door opened for me, pathway to this outer reality. Lost in it, I drink of your sea, all while dreaming quietly. I drift from moment to moment of my creating, from love to making, and I see; I see.

 

I can see, within your arms, comforting words and mended hurts, and inside a locked place, I do find it roused once more, awake and opened-truly, and again leaping into the fray,

frantic from my usual stoicism, finding its place among your silly, and I feel; I feel.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Glen Yumang Manese]

Seems to take one as the reader into the wisp feeling of another's thoughts...
Just by the way you embrace your words:

and I see; I see.
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and I feel; I feel.

In the end of each stanza...the exuberant nature of the whole event...
yet...seems there is more to this write...

[Nyu]

(I like that picture very much!*u*)This poem...it really lets me see from you,out of your eyes and into this dreamy reality, everything's so close and real here but has a feeling washing over that gives it this really awesome effect.its really pretty I enjoyed reading it.