see the me in great love

see the me in great love
with this all I must embrace
magic on tour on line
where I in mad bliss dance
while still urgently inhaling
promises of I know
to be taken seriously

in a summer rolling
with chlorophyll and yearning
there can be no other
than a love of all
that moves on Earth
nodding to a slow future

yesterday's I do not know
lurks in answers
that I cannot see
laughing at the brain police
riding inflicted horses
taking you straight to here
where there are so many more
and more yet




Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2015-06-05 at 19:15

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. Your poems often have the quality of harmony reminiscent of being with nature in almost a religious understanding.
2015-06-08