Friday, October 17, 2008

Spiraling

Spiraling taste of heaven
moving forward sitting still,
Bend you many different ways
yet never bending will.
Conscious and objective
fighting for a moment slide,
enveloped in a gentle rain
from pain nowhere to hide.
Tucked away from nothing
fully open to it all,
here I feel just safe enough
to trust you if I fall.

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