1. 10
    Nov

    How Could This Be

    My latest poem.

    You fall like a leaf,

    But you’re not my bed.


    You found a riff,

    But you’re not my boat.


    You pay with your words,

    But I did not get a dime.

    Could it be

     that you are simply mine?

    You like super shoes,

    But I see you barefoot.


    You like reaching heights,

    But I see you downstairs.


    You like giving out food,

    But all I get is kisses…

    Could it be

     that you are made of wishes?

    You manage to tweet,

    But I am not your only bird.


    You speak to so many people,

    But your body speaks in the third.


    I see that you’re making progress,

    But you’re only looking at me…

    How could this be,

    You are my memory!!!

    ©DD, 2010

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First came the water, then came the Heaven, then out of the water, the Earth has risen. Praise God!

Now, as I'm looking beyond horizons, I cannot help but write on water and let each wave take you through my imagination. Be inspired, be different, be... deauverse!
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