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eye of the storm |
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quietwaters Junior Member
since 2002-02-04
Posts 30delray beach, florida |
Eye of the Storm There is day and there is night, and another day to come, like more questions after answers; each one, like silence to silence, changing from moment to moment, and each one the same... Do you ask why "hello" always precludes "goodbye"? do you ask the hurricane how fast it is blowing as it hurls you into the air? I remember a kiss that left no room for words; locked against you, returning warmth. I remember the silence, the distant murmur of the surf kissing the beach. How that silence stretched out and outward, like the kiss that folded me into your scent, the huskiness of your wordless murmurings. that first time i could not have spoken, had I wished to do so. Nor would you have let me, for while your hands were gentle they were insistent, in the timelessness that spells forever between two souls. I remember the heat building, between skin and skin, the sense of time dropping forever through an hourglass that would never be turned; each touch tingled, and lasted, lasted and tingled, as motion turned into music, everything falling apart and together, as if in slow motion and absent gravity... It was also the last time my arms had strength enough to slip around you, the last time my lips brushed yours, the last time; cheek to cheek, two sets of silent tears mingled while the twilight flowed into night , as in a stream unchecked, the last time for two who must love only this once, yet always... There is day and there is night, and another day to come, like more questions after answers; each one, like silence to silence, storm to eye to storm, changing from moment to moment, and each one the same... Do you ask now how I am, did you even ask why you had to go? Do you ask the winter how soon it must end as you struggle against its cold? Later, much later, much much later now, when you had gone as silently as you had come, when all my questions, like kisses, teetered into the silence that had no answers, I stared into the darkness, listening, unable to sleep, unable to dream... Do you ask the silence even then, when it too, is gone? [This message has been edited by quietwaters (03-06-2002 02:20 PM).] |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Later, much later, much much later now, when you had gone as silently as you had come, when all my questions, like kisses, teetered into the silence that had no answers, I stared into the darkness, listening, unable to sleep, unable to dream... Do you ask the silence even then, when it too, is gone? very nicely done... moving in its questions and in its emotion... |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Beautifully written..enjoyed your words  ~Victoria~ "Mistakes are the portals of discovery." |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I remember a kiss that left no room for words;locked against you, returning warmth. i remember the silence, the distant murmur of the surf kissing the beach. how that silence stretched out and outward, like the kiss that folded me into your scent, the huskiness of your wordless murmurings. that first time i could not have spoken, had i wished to do so. Nor would you have let me, for while your hands were gentle they were insistent, in the timelessness that spells forever between two souls. wow..you certainly understand what a kiss can do *s Thank you for a wonderful feeling poem this day, Ray ..makes everything negative disappear in my mind. hugs M |
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PearlsB4Swine Member
since 2002-02-01
Posts 130where the heart finds me |
Wow, this was incredible! It felt like passing through the storm-eye-storm sequence as I read it ending with the aftermath of such a storm. Well done! |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 WOW!!! Oh my gosh, this is emotionally powerful, sweet friend, I felt as though I was spinning in the vortex of this storm of emotions and in the end sitting on the beach, viewing all you left behind and what remained in the aftermath! (sigh) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is excellent! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet friend, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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