Every thought formed tells a story
Adventure with me on one
Where your fingers pressed upon
Your lips, Silence all, allows Love to run
Rampant wild, under the coarse air
Paled by sun, cooling slowly mixed
With mountain air, as you enjoy chemical
Equations bonded, adhered to none, only
Love can do, cannot be undone, like eternal
Cosmos swirling, ceaseless, carefree on it’s
Own, thoughts are spun.
Play me like the strings set taught, upon
Your violins melody caught and deep
With passion lie, or with turquoise wings
Of angels and doves trade petals for the
Sky, meet me way up high, or just lay
And gaze up at me swooned as I reflect your eyes.
Forever in the moment we spend abundant time
Divine, reforming laws to our accord
As close and far collide, formula’s and physics
Crumble, as beauty and grace don’t lie
Astonished I remain and think, how all knowledge
Can be carried by your smile.
Christopher Baird 2012 ©
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