domingo, 27 de maio de 2012

The vital.

The vital energy.
Coming in and out like the tide.
Like air inside our lungs.
Drawing in brimming with electricity.
Hot like noon when summer and cloudless.
Vibrant as a nude ballet dancer shameless.
Brushing as canopies in the wind.
Carrying it in me,
penetrating the world with it.
Giving my eyes their illumination.
Swimming in our hearts like wreckless tadpoles.
Sending our personalities bounding out across tables,
to touch frowns or smiles.
Vibrations knocked out of our shaken slumber.
The will of organs.
The GO...
In our bloodflow!

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