for your eyes




still and soft
as the sharpened grass
under bare feet

running through a summer meadow

love resting
in a fire set on destruction
a sparkle loosing control

dancing in an open fire

stitches without thread
letting the unfinished show

and I an open book
for your eyes to read



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-02-11 at 08:17

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
you write of your anxiety in love so beautifully you write of endearment so cleverly and you write with the gentleness of your love well done rgds michael thats how love should be written of
2007-02-11