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Array ( [sid] => 90196 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Half Mine [time] => 2005-04-07 06:33:02 [hometext] => Written in memory of a dear friend [bodytext] => When I see your face I know you are half mine
separated by the utmost care to remember all of you.
When I undress my body I see that I am half yours
blurred by sudden flight that leaves
the eye wondering what angels carved in their hearts
to remind them so vividly of their home.
When I see your beauty I know you are half mine
never to be held in a polished mirror
knowing the faithful hunger of our soul.
When I watch your eyes I know they are half mine
tracing a trajectory where sensual virtue is the very spine of us.
When I hold your hand I know it is half mine
wintered in kinship, it circles tenderness
beneath the moon and well of water when the feast is done.
When I kiss your lips I know they are half mine
sent by God's genealogy to uncover us
in the delicious cauldron of our united breath.
When I hear you cry I know your loneliness is half mine
so deep the interior that we are lost outside
yearning to give ourselves away
like a promise made before the asking.
And when I look to your past I know it is half mine
running to the choke cherry trees
invisible to the entire universe we found ourselves
laughing in sudden flight
eyeing the carved initials in our hearts.
Sparing the trees.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 24 [informant] => badgurlinoz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
Half Mine

Contributed by badgurlinoz on Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 06:33:02 AM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered



When I see your face I know you are half mine
separated by the utmost care to remember all of you.
When I undress my body I see that I am half yours
blurred by sudden flight that leaves
the eye wondering what angels carved in their hearts
to remind them so vividly of their home.
When I see your beauty I know you are half mine
never to be held in a polished mirror
knowing the faithful hunger of our soul.
When I watch your eyes I know they are half mine
tracing a trajectory where sensual virtue is the very spine of us.
When I hold your hand I know it is half mine
wintered in kinship, it circles tenderness
beneath the moon and well of water when the feast is done.
When I kiss your lips I know they are half mine
sent by God's genealogy to uncover us
in the delicious cauldron of our united breath.
When I hear you cry I know your loneliness is half mine
so deep the interior that we are lost outside
yearning to give ourselves away
like a promise made before the asking.
And when I look to your past I know it is half mine
running to the choke cherry trees
invisible to the entire universe we found ourselves
laughing in sudden flight
eyeing the carved initials in our hearts.
Sparing the trees.




Copyright © badgurlinoz ... [ 2005-04-07 06:33:02]
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Re: Half Mine (User Rating: 1 )
by Rakerman1999 on Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 06:44:40 AM AEST
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This is sad in a way, but so loving....such kinship of the spirits. I feel your heart in this one my dear friend.

"invisible to the entire universe we found ourselves
laughing in sudden flight
eyeing the carved initials in our hearts.
Sparing the trees."



That is sooo poetic..... Who ever " he " is, is one lucky guy .
Roses at your feet
Larry



Re: Half Mine (User Rating: 1 )
by bigbucks on Thursday, 7th April 2005 @ 06:52:22 AM AEST
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wow a lot of heart went into that one, props to you badgurl, keep up the good stuff




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