Poetry Blogs (lake)

Below the incurious sheep on the hill

                that stare at me as they endlessly chew

The sun is warm and I perch on a stone to watch quietly

As it is reflected off the surface of the lake:

                the part not covered with pond weed

                where flies dip and buzz

                dragonflies and damselflies dart

                     and hover:

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I don’t just want to fall in love,

I want to skydive from 3000ft into a huge lake of love,

I want to walk off a cliff and into a canyon of love,

I want to trip into the Volcano and the lava, of love.

Because falling in love shouldn’t be as easy,

As me kissing you, and you kissing me.

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