Poetry: The Wick
by Liam
Circling the flame
Fascinated by its murderous conflagration.
It’s energy draws me helplessly to you
Hotter deeper closer stronger
We encapsulate the idea of intimacy
Although we are insignificantly erotic, we are magnificently emotional
Still the pull is profound
Heat draws heat
Why do I burn?
Why is the perfume of incense around me?
If it’s love
Do I doubt?
Do I rub the wick?
Snuff the flame,
again!
Poetry: A Walk in the Park
by Liam
Then, when I was no longer searching
My gaze no longer looking to find you
This heart centered energy
Reverberated, opened and flew
To the breeze left by a simple smile
Yours on a bench,
In a park, just before dark
Alone your posture gave me joy, simply leaning on love
The air which separated us quivered
Unexpectedly this embrace,
The universe, stars, space
The setting sun, offered palpitations of color
We consumed and danced away across the night
A beautiful thing two souls in flight, in
Love, take the keys of morning
Let them be lost forever.
Poem: Who?
I am not
What you think
I am
You are not
What you think
You are
You are
What you think
I am not
I am not
What I think
I am either
You are
I am too
But who then are we? 😊
Liam Sept 2018
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Fingers crossed that it works this time.
Liam
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