synapses | sonnet seven posted by imani , Thursday, June 9, 2011 at 9:15 AM, in Labels: ars poetica

and if the world falters to make
your life revolve, this is my wish:
that you find my eyes searching
for you at the end of each day,

that you find my blood seeking
your fire in the midst of pandemonium,
that you find these words begging
for your selfless, undefeatable

wonder, waiting and anticipating
the sweet languor of your
hidden smile, the might of my

thoughts gathering your pieces
to create a kaleidoscope of light
and colour, a soul resurfacing after breaking.