Marie Daniels


Reading Aloud - Poem by Marie Daniels

His mouth -
opned wide with passion,
words flowing like
waterfalls, gushing and
spilling from his soul.

His spirit - full of
pure wholeness, beautiful;
I wish it were mine.
I wish I could take the
raging ardor and
capture it in a photograph
or write a book, for
the intensity of infatuation
when he frowns in complication
as he stumbles on a sentence
was consummate. It's too late
for me to go back to shore -
the tide has pulled me out
and I've been pulled
in too deep.

You are the moon.
You are the ocean.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Another late night rambling. Was confused and lying in bed. Typically how all my poems begin.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, September 17, 2013


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