MUTE LIKE AMOEBA
esspeecee … 18.06.09.
Stream of love
Flowing thro’
Sanctuary of universe
I’m blazingly thirsty
Me, want to be doused,
To be rapturously imbued
I’m slipping into exit point.
Gift me. Quench me:
To:
My heart’s content.
If you put off …
If you hang up … in
Percolating love galore:
Sing for me, O’ my She
A farewell mellowed number.
My sinking consciousness
Yearning for
A wee melodious euphony
Of your swirling soprano.
My life boat is sinking
In vast oblivious ocean.
Will you stay stoic,
Mute like amoeba?
At farthest far?
Knows who?
But…? I’m slipping into exit point
Your swirling soprano
Waiting still I'm for.
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Sweet musical treble, soprano both for this poem Euphonically ten
Sadly romantic and musical finish; enjoyed Ten
LOVE LOVE LOVE Romantic or Divinely Romantic. Both can be interpreted. Unto death dire desire for LOVE Ten+++ WR
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‘…I’m slipping into exit point // Your swirling soprano // Waiting still I'm for….’ Very nice composition…Poet’s She is one’s inner beauty…and we’re oblivious of… - the Universal Symphony...