Wednesday, July 20, 2011

The Weaving, Spinning















Each night I imagine my heart is a spinning ball of light that shines brighter and spins faster the more I think about it. So I can give that light to you in the morning.

17 comments:

Anonymous said...

Growth.

Anonymous said...

Spoon me in the mornings. I love the way you make me feel before crawling out of bed. It's like you're right next to me. I can feel your heavy breathe on my neck. I hear your heartbeat. I taste your lips. Me.

Anonymous said...

All the chemicals in our body's collide. It's what makes the sky blue. We think in color. Me.

Anonymous said...

I know it well.
I love you.
You are making me grow.
I hope one day my light may shine up on you.
I know it well.

Anonymous said...

My light is a spinning ball of light that shines brighter and spins faster the more I think about it because I imagine it's my heart and I've already given it to you. Some don't know who they want to give the light to so they just give it to everyone.

Anonymous said...

I love you.

Goodbye

Keiko said...

*sigh
only request, give me some of yours?

cartographerofyourhair said...

I only return the light you give me in the night because you see, everything within my heart is already your's.

becomingherself said...

A beautiful metaphor.

Anonymous said...

As dawn breaks, and you awake, my light for you out shines the sun.

Pisey said...

Gaaah.

riverhawk68 said...

I like this. How spiritual, literal, metaphorical and lovely!

Anonymous said...

I think of you night and day. You are sunset, sunrise and everything in the middle. I miss you. Me.

Doomed But Cheerful! said...

How I feel, in words. Wonderfully put =]

Anonymous said...

I love you I miss you I need you I can't wait to touch you

Anonymous said...

Cyawett

Anonymous said...

Kyllars