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Sunday, May 3, 2015

(THE BOOK OF BEING SWEPT AWAY) INSPIRED BY DONETTA AND TRISHA
THE SOUND OF BEING SWEPT AWAY...
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The dawn breaking could not be more lovely than thou when thy open thine eyes.
I so swept away by the liquid depths of thy brown iris's.
Sun spackled sheets as the new day is born.
The flutters of my heart threatening to take me spiraling away.
A starship traveling in the deepest space.
The cry of a newborn babe a most lovely tone and I suspended find tears cascading down my wrinkled face.
Memories of times past.
I so lost in the beauty that is you that the universal becomes transparent as lace in a breeze.
Softer than water trickling upon mine hand.
The years melting away... Time non-existent as we reborn become infinite.
I having knowledge of you in the very darkest corners of my heart where my makings are.
I a seed in my grandfather... I a child in the future.
I freshly formed in the chambers of Allah...
I a moment after revelations.
This life but a predecessor to I a ripple in the flow... a whisper of dna.
Sun rising on your chocolate and I...
I m but a speck watching the glorious display.