The Water's Edge
Sugar plum soft, your fingers on my skin
Holding on is like holding my breath
Sweet wine, the waters edge, softly, fragile but willing
I'll take my chances and make this kiss stand for something
Giving up is like birth and death- will it set my spirit free
Let's slow the moon and sun for all time
And we'll make this kiss stand for something
posted by kcterrilynn at 4:07 AM
6 Comments:
ummmmm, kisses....this is what this post is about right?? even if not, ummmmmm kisses....the best!
what does this have to do with KC Chiefs and drinking?
i'm confused.
what if God is one of us?
Realized I hadn't visited in a while, and WOW, did I pick a good time to swing by! What a beautiful poem, really lyrical. I miss kisses that stand for something. This piece captures that all perfectly.
i'm now single and ready to mingle.
Love it!! :)
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