"The Winter Of Our Existence..."A Poem by ChrisIt is so much harder to say yes... even when I say please? Isn't it?
“The Winter Of Our
Existence…”
Violets are blue -
you are a
wonder-full
beauty-full ...YOU!
And you DO know it -
feel it
believe it…
and I ...I would be
found in the listening
to you being ...you.
The little girl
laughing from the inside.
just doing what
hands always do -
being the parts that
touch, entwine,
swing, hold, squeeze -
weave the dreams as
the day goes by -
and expanding as you
move
and move
swaying turning-and-turning
the pause -
dizzy and free and
sooooo alive.
The sounds of you
just ...being.
and the softest
smile behind my eyes...
- feeling you must
DO
something
anything
different …just to
suit me
or anyone else.
To KNOW your eyes …smiling,
your breath flowing past
your lips.
the woman you are
the GIRL you ARE...
no hon - not the one
you felt you had to be
or the one you
pretended
or hoped
or wished you could
have been.
you are so more
special
- right now -
than you've a
clue...
© 2013 ChrisAuthor's Note
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