Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Come on, now touch me, baby...

Light does not fade
Steam does not cool
as quickly as it spreads
its heat across the planes
of eternity,
filling space with its warmth

too much space between the
fiery little missiles that spill
much like all of the space
between the light that reaches
across time, across space
reaching, eventually, you

imagine, for a minute,
if there was infinite
light
infinite love, infinite warmth
and understanding
how much brighter, warmer and more loving
life would be

as WE fill the spaces between, call it life... with our light and our love


...just say'n....

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