synapses | sonnet twenty posted by imani , Wednesday, August 24, 2011 at 12:55 PM, in Labels: ars poetica

seeking to glance at the genuineness
of your soul and catch
the fragrance of your name
with my skin aching to feel

the warmth of your embrace,
stopping at nothing so i may continue
to hold your hand in this road
that leads to a lifetime,

the avenue that begs for a you
and me, the pavements we now
chase, armed only with the

fortitude of our love, ever-flowing,
ever so patient, never fleeting,
never ending.