I'll Show You Mine if You Show Me YoursA Poem by PeteMy life is but a fleeting breath from god. A mere touch from the hem of his robe. The intoxicating, abounding aroma of an orchard on a crisp, autumn day. Surrounding and bathing me in spiritual ecstasy. Caretaker, rainmaker and music maker of my soul. Maintenance man of the moon and universe. He fills my ocean like a blissful, benificent bathtub. Takes me for walks on cathartic carpets of crimson. Sailing sanctity in the stratosphere. I dance in miraculous melodies of his majesty. A jaunty, jovial jig to heartsome, harmonic harps. He defibrilates my heart with jolts of joy like a daedal doctor. He is the track to my train. The gold in my mining vein. The sledge to my hammer. The hand when I fall. My reason, my all. He is the king in my chess game. Uncheckmateable. He is ...
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Added on February 13, 2017Last Updated on February 17, 2017 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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