reaching within, reaching out
for you
wanting so, to touch your hands
your face
to hold it
to behold it
reaching...
yet knowing full well
the tide, it comes, it goes
the tide, like you,
comes within my reach
then releases back to the sea
but each time the waves roll in
there is something different!
something new!
something beautiful!
never the same twice
always a sweet surprise
a new depth to be discovered
this is what I see in you, Baby!
and this is why,
I'm still reaching!
© Calli 2009
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7 comments:
A great description of that hungry desire for someone! Gnawing! Thanks for sharing, Calli!
Perceptively written, the sweet
longing for that kite-of-a-lover,
who comes and goes, each time with
a piece of our heart.
Full of real sweet sensation that drives me to press on.........and look forward to reaching . Thanks for your sweet boaster.
Grace and peace to you, Calli.
Beautiful, Calli--great to be back (Bach!).
Each piece of my heart that has been taken, usually grows back, but it does leave a little scarring, a reminder of what was, what is, or what might have been.
How I do love your 'Reaching,' Calli, Dear Love. For, in your reaching, you open your Self to willing vulnerability and trust ... forsaking the defenses that would try to hold back and hinder the Tide's withdrawal. You exercise Love in such an endearing way!
Lovingly ...
keep reaching, this is amazing!
The imagery of the tide bringing and taking is awesome. Very nice poem. Thanks for your comment on my blog. I enjoy yours very much also. Namaste. Angelynn
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