I'm coming home to you.
Do I embrace your with a kiss, a hug, or not at all?
How do we act?
Love and passion tempered by distance and time,
I've fallen out of habit.
Doubtless, all has changed.
But what into?
I'm learning to observe natural fearlessness,
To be the fluid Ever-change.
The night blossom welcomes the moon effortlessly.
The river does not veer from the ocean.
The wind is the freest lover.
When my eyes finally find your face,
I know I'll smile,
and Together our lips will connect
In fervent osculation.
Jun 10, 2010
Jun 10, 2010 at 9:31 PM UTC
I'm coming home to you.
Do I embrace your with a kiss, a hug, or not at all?
How do we act?
Love and passion tempered by distance and time,
I've fallen out of habit.
Doubtless, all has changed.
But what into?
I'm learning to observe natural fearlessness,
To be the fluid Ever-change.
The night blossom welcomes the moon effortlessly.
The river does not veer from the ocean.
The wind is the freest lover.
When my eyes finally find your face,
I know I'll smile,
and Together our lips will connect
In fervent osculation.
5/25/10- From Summer of Love