Splashing around in books.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Constellation: A Saturday Poem
There were dots on her shoulder, more than this
I cannot say. In that moment I closed my eyes
and leaned into her
Any scientist will tell you that no one has ever escaped
such a journey. Gravitational forces are too great,
and at that speed you are
In that moment, time itself reconsiders, and yet
cannot do anything about its current direction.
Everything you have ever wanted to do, you
© Ciprianowords Inc. 2009
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I love this one so much, Cipriano! It is beautiful.
21/3/09 8:15 pm
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