poems written on the fly

there’s a reason it’s called falling

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 1 March 2010 at 3:00 pm

and I want
all of it

give me
what you can’t
show me
what you won’t

tell me
what you fear
teach me
things you don’t know
you know

go beyond
what you feel

fall with me
into that abyss
they call love

(D. James)

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  1. The ending of the poem caught me off guard since I hadn’t really gleamed the topic until I reached the end…very nice!

  2. a lovely poem, the last lines are terrific.

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