My love for you has advanced and journeyed through the clouds to a place that is higher than the stars. And now those stars sit static inside their blackened coats. And now those stars are jealous of our beauty. And now those stars are so envious, they blush from this Love we make beneath them.
And now that I’ve found you I am warm and whole in a place where my spirit was cold and frozen. And now I hear music in a place where before the lyrics were all unspoken. And now there is music in my heart and it waltzes to the rhythm of Love’s rapid feet.
It is YOU, you, who choreographs this foolish routine that beats inside my chest. It is you who directs my mood and sets free this dancer in me. It is You, and the stories in your face, the soliloquies in your eyes and this music of your hips that inspire new concertos in me.
And what am I to do with these songs you’ve birthed within the concert halls of my soul? I want only to play them into your waiting ear and for future generations of our brethren to hear... and to know they were made from Love.
And together, we'll let them know this Love exists and it gave us wings... and it gave us flight... and it gave us the ability to soar so high that our heels would scrape the darkest corners of night.
Love is the gift I get from you. And love is the package I present to you. Just say you’ll take it... because your love is the lyric and the melody... love is the music… and the tune… that makes me… your forever dancing fool.
One.
* Poetic Excerpt from a new work by L. M. Ross
12 comments:
a lovely poem, and obviously from the heart. I like the rhythem on this one. Nice word choices.
Whew, I felt this one. Great piece!
i too loved the rhythm and the realness of this piece..
..i read it twice!!
this is real..
OOHH how luscious!
I think I am handwriting it to a certain someone.
Yes of course I will make sure you are credited with this love missive. It is divine.
It is truly what I would say if my heart was so well versed...truly.
The love you describe is so good, craving it can only bring disaster. I loved once. It was as magical as you describe but the aftermath was crushing. I would be insane to dream of another trip to heaven.
Love is a beautiful thing. I love it!
hmmm, my kinda love
Absolutely beautiful....
All I can really say...
Hope I cn be on the other end of an ode like that soon...
I'm really feeling this...This was like a fine painting..so visual...I could almost see someone
dancing in the shadows as I read this.
Had to come again.....cos I just fell in love with this writing....makes a girl feel all warm
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a celebration, completely and utterly. "the stories in your face, the soliloquies in your eyes and this music of your hips" - this, alone, is amazing. yes, i hear it, and feel it, and sway....beautiful.
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