Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Coming to life is more than breathing.

I thought I was alive,
In that place where I was.
I thought I knew what it meant
To be.
But then came the meeting point of
being and Being
Between where I was
And where I am,
In the form of a radiant treasure
With two burning, emerald suns
That she falsely calls "eyes".
I have learned that I can only appreciate
Breath
By living breathless in her presence.
It was only in that moment,
The moment of contact between
A breathtaking jewel
And a breathless fool
That my empty breath became
Life.

Dear Emily, 
I love you,
Thank you for the greatest year of my life,
Always Yours,
Misfit.

5 comments:

  1. I can only appreciate
    Breath
    By living breathless in her presence

    hot man...i hope that she appreciates and reads this...great stuff...

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  2. What a touching love poem...... This is indeed worth framing!

    "It was only in that moment,
    The moment of contact between
    A breathtaking jewel
    And a breathless fool
    That my empty breath became
    Life."

    I think Emily is a very loved young woman....

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  3. you write incredible love poems.
    this one is superb.

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  4. glad to find your blog.
    welcome sharing your poetry with us today,
    first time participants can link in 1 to 3 random poems, you can write for our challenge if you want to, we are open until Thursday night, 8pm...
    hope to see you in.
    keep up the excellence.

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  5. I love you Dear.

    - <3 - love your Bookend

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