Friday, November 11, 2005

4one3


the neverending swirl
of your healing but scuffed-up girl

focus on the center
of where we really are meant to be

this swirl begins and ends
at an endless...we

...weren't born at US
but i never felt more life breathed into

...me
at once on roam and at home

and never more free
than when i first laid eyes and heart on

unconditional
four
one
three
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2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I truly love this poem! The words are rhythmic, like a dizzy swirl.

Great poetry piece, babydoll!

11:23 AM  
Blogger brokenpoetrygirl said...

thank you so much, baby.

i wrote it for you, ya know *wink*

"a dizzy swirl"...like how you make me feel!

love,
yer moonchild

9:46 AM  

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