Sunday, 28 June 2009
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fulfillment.
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Our lives are interwoven
like a cord of rope
encircling, twisting,
doubling-back.
Our souls are magnetic,
unable to resist the pull
of each other's
like-minded material.
It's true, It's true.
We are a creature
with four arms and four legs
four hands, four eyes
two lips, two tongues
one soul.
one soul.
We are more powerful
than any god.
We are more powerful
because our bodies together
can destroy the entire world
outside this room,
and in this room
We Become Divine.
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Comments (5)
"In the room We Become Divine"
That is such a true and incredibly powerful statement.
This is how a newly married couple feel on their first night. Nice poem.
As a humanist...
I'm an absolutely in love with this. 'Our souls are magnetic' - stunning.
@LiquidityOfSelf - thanks, I'm glad you liked it.
@Murazrai - probably. I wouldn't know though. :)
@EndlessDepths - thank you...
<3
Love this.