In Love

Grasping a hold of the lifeline called love...

...My heart becomes a mime

Looked at by the park fountain

Like a caged bird begging to fly

However gripped by an invisible touch

Yet visible by the beholder

In such a way it reminds me of my mother

A love so hypnotic

My mind consciously

Tries to block the gasping breaths

From reaching the end of the lifeline

Because the only thing left to do

At the end is Fall...

...In love

(C) 2007

Reviews

[universalove]

TO BE OR NOT TO BE ,THAT ISNT THE QUESTION. TO LOVE AND LOST ,TO LOVE AND PLAY THE GAME WELL AND DONT FALL UNDER THE SPELL. IS TRUE LOVE HARD TO BE FOUND. IT IS BETTER TO LOVE THAN TO NEVER LOVE AT ALL.. THERE IS A SPECIAL PLACE IN EVERYBODY SOUL AND HEART TO GIVE UNTIL U CANT GAVE NO MORE. SO ENJOY THE RIDE OF YOUR LIFE. THIS POEM IS REALLY GOOD. BUT FOR ME NEVER AGAIN. ONLY GOD KNOWS.

[kollaboratyve]

Very nice and uniformed!