Loving you is like one of those tree swings
That swings out over a precipitous gorge
The fear becomes intoxicatingly exciting
And our love; tethered by a frayed rope
Yet- I can’t help, but cling tight… and ride
Poet of the Light © 2018
Pendulum
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I like to steal your breath as you stutter to whisper the word beautiful after reading. I'm a poetic writer, an aberrational one of sorts. I don't write for the world seeking conformity to a style or some label of free expression, I permit my heart to whisper, while I serve as it stenographer and publisher. I'm honored my readers serve as its witnesses. What you may infer from this site; my hearts process or what it has to say, is strictly up to you to decide for yourself. I do appreciate comments in whatever degree of appreciation or criticism others feel the need to leave behind. I hope to respond in kind to them with a thank you openly or in a private conversation. Feel free to contact me if you so wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light
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Sounds like most loves… Love the imagery.
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Thank you..
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You are welcome.
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Scary, terrifying, and exhilarating and high… yep, that’s about right!
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LOL, thanks. such is love.
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