Wednesday, December 15, 2010

The Now Of I Love You

Blue falls on the river
tonight falling and recoiling
in a splashing wave of stars
like frozen rain.

I miss the most of you that
I know which is a little piece
of something small but powerful
No burning flames no one the
sames just the now of I love you.

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6 comments:

Beyond said...

and no one would be loved by me the way I loved you..

Whatever said...

And the wow of I love You too.

zonedin said...

That little piece can mean the world to someone.

Beyond said...

Hey Rob.. thanks, and some feeling which can not be expressed in words. Please drop me a email at beyondfewwords@gmail.com I'll keep reading you and will be in touch.

rivercat said...

thanks R
will do... of course.

GypsyToes said...

I miss the most of you that
I know which is a little piece
--

It seems we can never know more than this little piece of the whole. If we did we couldn't keep it with us like a talisman. A pebble smoothed by nervous, lonely, fingers waiting for the ocean to come back. That little piece is the pea keeping us awake, waiting for a lover to come back to bed.