Maps

Leave me to go
Through things
As though there is
No need to hurt

Come to me
With everything
Diverted

This is love
Indeed
You can smile at me
Forever

Stay my love
Through things
Let me read your
Misleading maps.

So we go together
Into one another
Contoured rather highly.






Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-09-20 at 07:38

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Sid Gardner
I recognise those contours and remember the volcanic heat generated from the pinacle of that distant range.
Nice write Linda,
Sid xx
2009-09-24


NicholasG
You got style !!
2009-09-20