Aug 7, 2009

Impossibilities by Abanna Cheshire

I’ve made mistakes in my days.
Some were colossal blunders.
Not loving you now and always
Would be like seeing the taste of thunder.

You give me wings so I can fly,
And I bear you up as well.
Destroying our love would be to try
To hear the shape of smell.

I never knew that this could be,
Loving so fast beyond all measure.
Trying to defy our love’s speed
Is like smelling the light of water.

Your love sings deep into my core,
And I pray it will never end.
Trying to silence our love’s roar
Is to taste the sight of wind.

I’m not going to analyze.
It’s a waste of time to bother.
Comprehending love this size
Is like touching the sound of color.




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