Posted: March 10, 2012 in clarity, destiny, hope, love, poetry

the ceaseless cascade of doubt from lives past
makes me doubt the obvious

i fear the tingley fire of love
i dare not meet soulful eyes
yet still, so still i sit

the first day of eternity
anticipated encounters of centuries patient
breathless steadiness, frozen

despite the scars and pessimism
i join eyes, synchronize respiration, match the rhythm of a heart
i leap, i soar, i float down to your safest arms


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