shard

This is how the heart of the universe
can be revealed.

resting, in shards of a budding flower's blossom;
rising slowly in pulses, upon a warm gentle breeze.
lifting, within the warmth of a rich golden sunrise;
Flowing lazilly along in an incandescent, warm dream.
writhing, with your candescent slow tremors;
that shudder so tender... so delicately.
these are the forces that tremble within me,
For this is what you really mean to me.

feeling your warmth rise up with your passion;
sensing your breath quicken, so suddenly.
Noting the stars that rise in the heavens,
watching them fall in reflections of three.
wanting to know if you feel the way I do,
fearing the worst I stand by the door.
Hoping that this time you won't leave me standing,
As tears fall like glass upon bitter cold shores.
In don't want know what you think about me.

Sensing our sweat mingle and suddedly quenchen;
feeling your touch rest upon my hard breast.
I want you to know that this is forever,
that my soul is yours and is forever blest.
Should these words now be forever spoken?
Should I dare to say what I truly do feel?
What if I did would you think me so churlish;
Or would you simply just laugh back at me?

Love is forever, these words sacred are spoken.
but they lift us all up and tie us all blind.
Because we don't understand the hearts
we have broken, just own desperate needs.
Perhaps I am wrong and have spoken too harshly,
Perhaps you think I speak bitterly .
But I know than in an act of selfless kindness
A person's tired and worn out soul can be healed...