09 September 2005

Into her eyes...

Wondering for the wait
when her breath draws near
couldn’t stand; to stand but sit
couldn’t stand you near,
Pressure, like ice in a glacier
sliding off the mountainside,
The look into her eyes
lost in a forest
where empty feelings lie,
Jagged edged precipice

to look below
is to realise why I’m here,
Like a hot river
her breath floods my chest
driving my heart out of sync,
Only to swim against the tide
climb the abyss
and up the mountainside,
Stepping back out of the forest
I still hope to be lost into her eyes,

Forevermore.

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