distilled.
faces flashed by.
warp speed
slowed by
your eyes, my eyes.
I caught them
a butterfly
wings fluttering
softly against my hand.
Wide open
you gulped
a world full of
brackish water
Through the opened lids
everything flooded
an ocean in your
one entire drop of self.
But you laughed.
because beauty of
asymmetry
is this…
that by swallowing
the ocean
you can lose
the drop
and all you
ever wanted
was to be
a very lost drop.
distilled.
Laurie Works 
Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope – but no harm
Just another false alarm
Last night I felt
Real arms around me
No hope – no harm
Just another false alarm
So, tell me how long
Before the last one?
And tell me how long
Before the right one?
This story is old – I KNOW
But it goes on
This story is old – I KNOW
But it goes on
-morrissey
replying to a poem with a poem… lovely. 🙂 Thank you!
Wow, Laurie, that’s beautiful. I loved every word. I hope you’ll share more poetry. 🙂
Christy
Thank you! I might have a few others hidden back in the archives somewhere… haha. But I will try to share a few more. 🙂 Thanks for reading I’m so glad you liked it!