Cracked Imaginations

Gently the veils fall from before my eyes
and I see
you were always bare before me

it was I who hid

afraid of this longing
afraid of the imperfection - no, not imperfection - complex simplicity of this situation

But as you slide nearer me
I loose my breath
in recognition

Every notion lost

all that exists
is your touch

no more forever



Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2011-09-14 at 21:24

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"complex simplicity" ... indeed! ... nicely cracked image!
2011-09-15



No, no more forever. There is no intimacy greater than words.
2011-09-14


jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
how obtuse is love?
and how this write echos.
enjoyed.
2011-09-14

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