Of love...


You

In he glimpse of your eyes
I behold myself in the reflection
See myself within the gateway of your soul
On that threshold
Insanity
Peace

Am exist forever in this moment
No concerning of the blink
That will shut out vision
As I feel my spirit connect
I am thrust to oblivion
For only in non-existence
Is this emotion possible

There is no imperfection
For each facet of you
Makes you
Defines you
Each edge sculpted
More magnificent
Than any artist could conjure

For any art made
Is made in your image
Art emanates from the soul
And you are the soul
Upon which life is emulated

Your lips bare; hardly touch
Unmoving save your breath
Speak beyond anything
That can be said
Clear of perfection
The shape cast
For angels
I do not deserve their touch

Breathe
Exhale

My lungs intoxicated with yours
I need no other sustenance
For I am ascended form the mortal
To immortal
For that moment I last forever
As the moment is eternity





Poetry by Ben Lahnalampi
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Written on 2007-01-07 at 20:59

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