Loving it’s feeling, pounding in my being, giving me a movement, pushing me forward into the night.
Similar Posts
Washing melodies with bluened tears as images flow through hearts and minds, eventually leaving all thoughts in mid-air where they’re not easily disturbed.
Leaving all formulas in caverns of decisiveness, touching only the relative purposes of never-ending reality.
Looking out across the desert, lovingly gathering it
imagination.Soaking in images of saguaro cacti and numerous trees,plants and other types of cacti.Feeling a fullness of love within me from nature’sbountiful blessings, sitting in it’s vast desertlandscape, right here within my mind as I write.
Silently recognizing intense feelings scrounging around, looking for destinations to become in – momentarily.
Hopefully gaining insight along the way, putting it to good use and judging it’s quality after reading words in detail.Finding meanings have some semblance to interior thoughts, giving such beauty, a place in the annals of historical poetry.
Catching rhythms, spying an empty piece of paper, filling it up with complete descriptions of life through words.
A collective array of poetical meanings set in sentences of definitions in everyday life.Missing nothing, seeing all things around me as they become subjects of my imagination on once blank pieces of paper.
Running out of locomotion, heaving under the spell of out-dated memories kept treasured within a chest of heavy loneliness.
Awakening grief of yesterday, flowing tears into a somber shade of gray.
Pictures of sanity unfolding their arms,
insights gained over time.Being normal beyond human levels ofconsciousness.Taking steps to move forward into anear future of talented aspirations.