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'm just a romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you 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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