spinning tunes of gold
whirring and rushing round
lights playing
with the tones of your voice
rings of sound that settle about
(rippling love-lights
like eyes that are full)
blurry eyes peeling away the unapproachable horizon
(to a highway of roaming eyes that search
beyond)
how i and time would crawl to reach
-so, i flew.
separation grasped with hands by a wire
(but i only feel
impressions of you)
missing you in absence
wanting you in presence
(the truth is so undeniable.)
my heart-
caught.
whirring and rushing round
lights playing
with the tones of your voice
rings of sound that settle about
(rippling love-lights
like eyes that are full)
blurry eyes peeling away the unapproachable horizon
(to a highway of roaming eyes that search
beyond)
how i and time would crawl to reach
-so, i flew.
separation grasped with hands by a wire
(but i only feel
impressions of you)
missing you in absence
wanting you in presence
(the truth is so undeniable.)
my heart-
caught.
LOVE this line:
ReplyDelete(rippling love-lights
like eyes that are full)
uniquely written...matches the feel & message of the poem.
"lights playing
ReplyDeletewith the tones of your voice"
I like those lines; the interaction of sight and soungd..
Also, "how i and time would crawl to reach" - even just for the sound (and feel) of it. But the relationship/comparison of "i" and "time" - so true.