Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

could it be that perhaps
we could happen, hushed and packaged
like a small secret
maybe even for a day

your light stirs me
behind the dark eyes from which we look
and i fall into an unknown path of wild abandon

i see only you, i want to orbit your world
and spin night out of day
all wrapped up in the stains of you
in what makes up you

if only i could list the contents of heaven
paint the stars that hang in your sky
i would let the days slip by
like twisted echoes and hold you there
on the edge of me.


©MD101109/4 211421

Perdida wrote:could it be that perhaps
we could happen, hushed and packaged
like a small secret
maybe even for a day

lovely, and who hasn't had those thoughts?
hope, with feathers...

-mb (well, maybe once or twice)

Exquisite.
H

Perdida, exquisitely wrought. This is superb and then some.

John

this is wonderfully musical and charmingly personal

(might you want to rethink this line?
"behind the dark eyes in which we look through"

maybe 'behind the dark eyes from which we look'
just a suggestion

mb - "hope, with feathers" yes indeed. Thank you.

Hester, you're always so kind. I thank you.

John, you're a schweetie, smiles. Thank you.

Mr LRod, you know that was the only line i wasnt happy with, and you come along and fix it all up for me. BIG smile. Thank you for your suggestion. *smiles*

much appreciation to you all.

maree