Through water

Night stars have slipped between my fingers
and small waterfalls create turbulence.

I am passing through galaxies and my legs form typhoons
in the still black nothingness.

Softness and wetness cover and nourish me.
Calm and blissful completeness…

Seagulls in the dark violet sky, their meaningless flight paths
laced, connecting and intertwining.

White snowballs in the dark universe
are crying.


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This poem takes my breath away. It's visionary and heart-wrenching.

Jena Woodhouse   04.02.2005 07:07     Заявить о нарушении
Dear Jena

Thank you. It is fantastic to hear from you. I am so glad you liked it

Love
Lena

А Н Е Л   06.02.2005 13:55   Заявить о нарушении
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