Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Love (a poem)

Love, you came into my life to move me
Beyond any dream or expectation
Rounding out the life I had without you
Completing me
Symbiotically the rhythm I needed to survive
The intravenous fluid I need
The meaning to my existence
You are my blood, my viscosity, my raison d’etre
Falling to you, loving you, without question…