gravity
I've known a greater god
a more fragrant scent and a softer smile
but your trial means much to me.
I realise your words are not always daggers
but sometimes a child's fascination with boomerangs.
I hover and hope it's not just habit
that pulls me in, although your gravity
has always held to me, attraction.
when we met I saw turmoil
in those dark eyes
as your world
swirled.
you probably wonder why I took flight
around such dangerous pools.
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googleposted on 08/30/2008
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