The Cliffs of Forever
artwork by christophe vacher 'expectations'
I offer my words
you tongue the sweetness from them
lapping vowels and consonants
as no one before
Fragments of thought
holding my deepest emotions
are swallowed
allowing my colors to blend
into yours
You hold me
long and easy
like a soprano’s high note
that never quite ends
its echo tickling the audience
on the cliffs of forever
That’s why
mon amour
it will be forever you
Midi 'Theme from The Saint'
Poetry by Lydia Shutter
By NJ Virg
© 2009 NJ Virg
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