An Idiot's Guide to Randomness.
"Love makes your soul crawl out of its hiding place." - Zora Neale Hurston
A poem, written October 1997.
Cloned
My love,
I see your soul,
I see your wisdom,
I see your God,
I see all of you.
I see your soul,
I see your wisdom,
I see your God,
I see all of you.
My love,
I feel your warmth,
I feel your passion,
I feel your pain,
I feel all of you.
When I am in you, I feel your soul.
I urge a caress from your heart.
Warm and suspended, you hover over me.
Can you fly?
Wings spread in a feathered dream.
Soft whispers from your lips gently push me under your body.
Wounded and helpless, I fall to you, begging for your touch, never ending.
Support my heart,
Stroke me,
Hold me,
Hurt me,
Tease me,
Be me.
Death Cab for Cutie - I Will Follow You Into the Dark
