January 09, 2011

To kiss and celebrate.



In their footsteps,
Let's walk with a wobble
We are accompanied by,
The stillness of the night
To deny our existence,
and celebrate.

We are,
in our love and kisses,
The new extremist lovers
We saw dispersion lived
Scattered between
The autumn of our days

I,
who go out of my
balcony every night
To watch the laughter
Of the lovers, while
Walking, kissing
in the parade!

Today
 we can enter into
the religion of lovers,
To rush with them in
their parade,
and celebrate

In their footsteps,
We'll walk with a wobble
to kiss and celebrate.






© 2010

13 comments:

  1. smiles. and what a fun parade to be a part of...nice happy one shot...

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  2. Romantic and alluring. Mentioning the balcony makes me think of Romeo & Juliet. Nice work.

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  3. Great job on this one, very well woven with the fabric of adoration! Thanks for sharing this, I have a nice warm feeling in this black heart of mine now.

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  4. Yes to infinity and beyond, no finite wobbly steps to greet that certain future; but if we must let's do it in a parade, a conga line, in a long lusty laugh at the moon. Well written and much enjoyed. Gay @beachanny

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  5. Braian Miller!
    You should join our parade. we will walk near your house this night, so watch us from you balcony please.

    Thanks for the comment.

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  6. Dustus.
    I wanted so badly to write some happy lines, and ofcourse I'm inspired by Romeo & Juliet.

    Thanks for the comment <3

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  7. LeifFyV
    Sometimes our hearts becomes so cold and dark that we must do something about it. I write about this parade and you read about my parade untill we both recieve warm and a new feeling called hope.

    I'm so glad for your comment.
    See you again
    S.

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  8. Booguloo

    Yes all good feelings in one shot hehe <3 <3 ;)

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  9. Beachanny
    No one can actually catch a written feeling about love, unless he/she can let cross the lines of the imagination of the wobbly lovers. There is lovers in every places that beyond theire greives imagined happiness and glory in their love.

    I enjoyed reading your comment. Thank you.

    S.

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  10. i found fun and happiness in this as the greatest of loves was celebrated...even if it was a little wobbly...i liked that word...great share..pete

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  11. Dear S Sharp
    Beautifull I loved your lines...

    'We are,
    in our love and kisses,
    The new extremist lovers'

    So perfect and I relate to this so much.. thanks for sharing...

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
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