The Crossing

The man who inspires me inspires many more than this. I could publish a book already. :)

Sweet silent provocation

Slipped to me in a gaze

A memory ready to be made

A heart about to risk breaking

Though ruptured by multitudes

Not so very long ago.

 

 

 

 

The past thunders in my ears

A warning signal beacons

I stand and ignore the blare

It is a choice I make tonight

To listen instead to your eyes

And my own fluttering senses.

 

 

 

 

A few feet between our fleshes

Feels wide as an Arctic ocean and I

Dare to cross it in my fragile lifeboat

Dripping with the salt of my fear

Anxious to be on dry land again

Praying my footing shall be sure.

 

 

 

 

Shall we climb mount truth ?

Or will we succumb to the

Searing valley of regret?

Neither you nor I can say

Where my crossing will lead us

And yet I fall into your arms

Almost effortlessly.

 

 

 

I shall know nothing of regret.

Reviews

[SM Davis]

INDEED...I shall know nothing of regret. A love shared is always that even when it ends...the love when it was in it's prime can always be remembered. Great piece!

[Sarah]

Great use of symbolism and description in this piece. The idea that falling in love is as dangerous as crossing the Arctic ocean in a lifeboat could not be more true, particularly when you're giving your heart to someone else. Wonderful write!

[Bart Harper]

Great wording and I totally understood the theme! We have all been there! Even as a guy, I know where you are coming from! Thanks for sharing this masterpiece.

[forfila]

I adore tales of love, and risk taking, this has both and is very well written.

I like it a lot =)

Love,
Me