Saturday, February 6, 2010

slipping and sliding

i smile
i smile
the world is full of wonder
so many things i like
the morning light
most delicately bright
the night
its darkness full of stars
i am thinking all these things
so much to learn and see
but in the end
it's just you and me
we feel
we feel
our bodies slowly sliding
slipping into
most tenderly entanglements
i maybe live in doubt
but this i know
this loving we engage in
riding on a shooting star
to the pink light of the morning
gushingly :)
we come
as we never came before