the possibility of language

Saturday, March 11, 2006

Loves run on sentence


The motivation of my heart, moving my soul, positioning my thoughts for a lifetime where I want to be the puzzle pieces that have always been missing found in awkward places like the couch cushions as i bring them together i begin to notice familiar places and faces seen in another lifetime what i thought was once a dream a reality like no other helping me to remember a finer time when life was a diamond in it's purest form,dirty and un-cut, finally figuring out that this is what it has always been love, you, my diamond in the rough more thankful than ever i kiss you over and over again and never forget your touch or how soft your lips are and remember that i have kissed these lips several times over and that this time was like the first your touch melted my heart and sent chills to soft parts of my body that harden and swell at the thought of us going half on a family sweat that i've never broken moistens uncensored places at the thought of faces you make when you stare into my eyes and by no surprise i am moved and the motivation of my heart takes over with unconditional love at the wheel of my soul steering us to destiny.

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