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Feb 16, 2010
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I bring myself to these
In the small purple spaces between the demands
Ponderous moonbeam-like moments I steal
I stretch out the time, catching sun in my hands
And climb into these luscious sensations I feel
The curl of a passion vine tendril
The wisp of a cloud against blue
The sentiment blown on the kiss of a child
And the quiet reflection on feelings for you
I dreamed of a meadow in sunshine
Where the breeze caressed grass bade me lay
And the buoyancy lust pulls for sharing
Lifted both of us up to the brightness of day
As we floated in languid puffed pleasure
We were swept to a clear mountain lake
And there gently deposited, soft on it’s surface
Small ripples drew outward to whisper our wake
I was torn between total immersion
And the thrill beaded call of loved ones ashore
But of course I must choose to be joining
We are ever alone, but to give love breathes more
So releasing the small purple space once again
I shake off the dreaming, reluctant, but sated
And travel towards things requiring restrain
Better the balance, solitude… set to all that is inter-related.
Ponderous moonbeam-like moments I steal
I stretch out the time, catching sun in my hands
And climb into these luscious sensations I feel
The curl of a passion vine tendril
The wisp of a cloud against blue
The sentiment blown on the kiss of a child
And the quiet reflection on feelings for you
I dreamed of a meadow in sunshine
Where the breeze caressed grass bade me lay
And the buoyancy lust pulls for sharing
Lifted both of us up to the brightness of day
As we floated in languid puffed pleasure
We were swept to a clear mountain lake
And there gently deposited, soft on it’s surface
Small ripples drew outward to whisper our wake
I was torn between total immersion
And the thrill beaded call of loved ones ashore
But of course I must choose to be joining
We are ever alone, but to give love breathes more
So releasing the small purple space once again
I shake off the dreaming, reluctant, but sated
And travel towards things requiring restrain
Better the balance, solitude… set to all that is inter-related.
— Cloudthings, Feb 16, 2010
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Roscoe Lane
16 years 3 months ago
Good poem
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
yes that helps, we can't always take it for granted that readers
Dustyverse
16 years 3 months ago
what a whimsical piece of writing!!!
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
Love a bit of Whimsical indulgence too, ta for sharing!
SophieHannah24
16 years 3 months ago
Emotions are very well
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
may you always make sure you have plenty of purple space for cre
Nordic cloud
16 years 3 months ago
Taking a ride on the reflection of the clouds lifted skywards
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
Yes my wonderful purple shadowed sister, I know you know
Stuart Reiss
16 years 3 months ago
Cloudthings, the words you
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
love what you have written especially in the second paragraph, t
Geezer
16 years 3 months ago
Purple Spaces...
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
"... a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness..." for you
Atticus
16 years 3 months ago
I love the rhythm and
Cloudthings
16 years 3 months ago
free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compas
Nordic cloud
16 years 3 months ago
Ann of NorwayAs aye my Anni
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