lifetime

lifetime

A Poem by wiccaceltica

 

 

 

 

I have

a sense of you

 

mapped 

across

the universe

 

longitude

latitude

past

present

our future

 

blanket of existence

no time no space

jumping dimensions

in search of us

not 

knowing

 

who you were to me

 

did we take that dance

follow that dream

die 

in 

each 

other’s 

arms

the last 

of many breaths

taken 

with the

promise to return?

 

our passion surges

but a brief flavor

in a sorrowed life

begging to die

ready for birth 

and

 

feel

 

you

 

touch

 

down

 

to

me

 

one month...................twenty years

or maybe just a  stranger’s glance

on a crowded sidewalk

all the same drop in our pool

i swim against tide

to see you again

but you are the stars...................now

in 

an 

untouchable

sky

 

that leaves 

me 

cold

til death offers your embrace

 

my friend

my lover

 

not 

in 

this

 

but

another

 

 

 

 

 

 

lifetime

© 2008 wiccaceltica


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Nicely done--i like the fragmentation and your word choice. By stretching the poem out like this, you give the illusion of reaching across time. Very stylish. Good job!

Posted 17 Years Ago



Some people feel that You live only once. Some people believe in reincarnation, and that you do it over until you get it right.. . . . Well, I believe that you got this poem right the first time. Nice job. Your eternal love and passion comes through so clearly. Love can transcend anything - including the passage of reincarnation! It was a Fantastic reading!!

Posted 17 Years Ago


Interesting. I liked how you put the breaks in this. It gave it just enough choppiness that lended very well to the overall emotion of the write. Very nicely done on that part. Thanks for sharing.

Posted 17 Years Ago



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wiccaceltica
wiccaceltica

Small Town, RI



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