“I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over.
Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center.” ― Kurt Vonnegut

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Definition of thyself!

I’m a fragrance
buried in bloom
longing for release

My soul is wailing
unclothed before thee
yearning for cleanse

I’m an onion
to be peeled
layer by layer

My fruits are ripe
taste thyself
beckoning its thirst

I’m an old soul
walking the Earth
for all eternity

My spirit is seeking
exploration of character
conquering thy labyrinth

I’m of complexity
fancy consumption
hungry for understanding

My desires are extreme
craving love and patience
a worthwhile journey

I’m the curious child
and feisty cat
hanging on a hot tin roof

My eyes burn of fire
with reckless abandon
for whisperings of love

I’m a woman of passion
longing an equation
of mind, heart, body and soul!

Written by L.M.P.

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