Words are not just words
they are kisses
on the lips of silence
that speak of your essence
~Vesna~

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Moved




Moved

I didn’t know that part of me was idle
until
you did something
and moved it
magically

What follows is
all the other parts of me moved
One less elegantly
than the other
All of them moved joyfully
and feeling light as a feather

I fly now
It is your how
I will not ask why
I like it up high


Vesna

Wishing you love and happiness

Thank you for visiting,
Hugs