Friday, 23 March 2012

any amount of love.

As invisible as the wind blowing cross the sea
Empty as the space that runs 'tween you and me
Noisy as pebbles grinding down the tide-line
As stubborn as moss on the trees that never ever shines
From chrysalis to butterfly, from maggot to a fly
Rattling like the reeds when they bend to and fro
Stable are you but so so hard to see
From the shining of your eyes
Knowing where i should be
Greeting you is wonder
loosing you is the greatest pain
On soul let me see you for a minute
Now and again.

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