My window is a portal to the other world,
see, I've been watching leaves turn gold against a slumbering sky,
reminisce an ancient undoing, not yet unfolding
we are not strangers here, though life is strange
and people stranger still:
always at a standstill
like piñatas in papier-mâché hearts,
ambivalence joins us sometimes, as if we had
places to go and we were not there once before,
you on this side of the wayward breeze, me on the other,
revolutionaries or revelations,
I still don't know which one is more the appropriate
when the earth amidst her splendors subsumes old ghosts
and I see your face smiling in the mirror of my reflection.
Come with me then, but let not our swan wings fly too close to the sun.
lest our serpent tongues betray us with a kiss and we forget why.
let us adore each other
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Re: let us adore each other
A beautiful romantic poem.
The Irish Sea Is Always In Turmoil, Even When Calm.
Re: let us adore each other
Like the whimsical flow and metaphor with the sea.
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