Like a plant yearning
leaning toward the sun
with a thirst
a longing
we stretch out one finger
pointing our own way
to what our heart craves
following, in pursuit of
trembling in our bones
for that one moment
we make contact
and ignite...
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Words From The Infinity...
PoetryBeyond description beautiful she moves Like heav'nly Venus, 'midst her smiles and loves...
Burning...
Like a plant yearning
leaning toward the sun
with a thirst
a longing
we stretch out one finger
pointing our own way
to what our heart craves
following, in pursuit of
trembling in our bones
for that one moment
we make contact
and ignite...