Saturday, December 6, 2008

paradelle for love.

FALLING IN LOVE IS A SLOW DRIVE INTO THE MOUNTAINS.
falling in love is a slow drive into the mountains.
the birds cheer for us, sing for us.
the birds cheer for us, sing for us.
the birds cheer and fall in love with us.
sing along on a slow drive into the mountains.

YOUR VOICE FEELS LIKE PURE WATER IN MY EARS.
your voice feels like pure water in my ears.
your touch is an electric pulse on my spine.
your touch is an electric pulse on my spine.
my the hairs on my spine raise to what i hear.
don't mix pure water with electric pulse.

MY HEART, A FLYING TRAPEZE, LANDS IN CIRCUS LAUGHTER.
my heart, a flying trapeze, lands in circus laughter.
life is just a playful trip to paris.
life is just a playful trip to paris.
my heart plans a trip to laughter.
on a flying trapeze, it lands in paris.

I WOULD DRIVE WITH LOVE ANYWHERE.
i would drive with love anywhere.
he could till the earth and i would pick him flowers.
he could till the earth and i would pick him flowers.
i would pick him flowers anywhere.
but, i might drive love into the tilled ground.

1 comment:

Me. said...

this is most intricately wrapped up my dear. you have woven corners into secret pockets and your endings are superb. excellent piece.