The Edge

There is love at the edge
and on either steep side
below the scintillating surface
and ocean’s lost depths
and boundless sky.

I am the ocean’s thin edge
step thee nearer to me
step far into this sea foam
you are always becoming
something
and fading
like flittering stars.

You are the lone prairie’s edge
I lie softly in your placeless places
and the sun rises here
then it falls there
all life sleeps in the palms of your nexus.

I am the center of your turning carrousel
while the azure sky chases about
I’m circled by love’s ornate clouds
reigns and bridles of many hues
beyond my grasp
and adrift within you.

I am encircled where the wind is still
where the wind takes shape
I am browned by your eyes
brindled by the warmth of your face
Fallen over the edge of your sigh.

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One Response to The Edge

  1. Arshia says:

    Beautiful

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