plenitude (for Lan)

you speak with me and I become a multitude
of comets careening through the night sky
you touch me and I’m a meadow
thronged with sunflowers facing east
you kiss me and  like an eagle  I hover
in spite of the rain and the stormy winds
you take me in your arms and I’m more alive
I live and live   I am   I am

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2014

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