Fraternity

 

My love is a bubbly building

That will never have enough space

Or time, to love them all!

 

I wanted to spread it well

From the beginning to singular beginnings

Energy never dies, it is only transformed

 

The wave in the ocean

Becomes the sound of crashing along the beach

So too is our fragile house of loving

 

A precise clumsy magic of the mouth

My love is a heart towering forth

That will never surrender in hanging breathlessness

 

My body is sorry every minute past noon

For not loving life more, not being positive

Like an unhurried huge chromatic freedom

 

My love is a softly moaning lifetime

Of finding serious chills in significant others. 

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

"My love is a softly moaning lifetime
Of finding serious chills in significant others."-- These lines are powerful. The sensory feeling of the words is tangible, something that can almost be touched.

I can relate to the idea of this one...the spreading of oneself, the wanting to give more than one person could possibly give in a lifetime. I feel this way sometimes, and it hurts as much as it heals. Nicely written piece.

[Eloha]

Yes the social urge is frazzled in some, when they realize that other people aren't like that...

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

As I was driving home from the barn today, I saw a man on the side of the road with a sign. He had two skinny little dogs with him, and the sign read "Just need a little help from my friends"...what do you think I did? :)