whynotsin Posted March 8, 2003 Report Posted March 8, 2003 Your creamy smooth skin Melts into mine. As together we travel beyond the edge. A continues moment. An eternity. You and me. In a bubble of time.
SoaringIcarus Posted March 9, 2003 Report Posted March 9, 2003 I particularly enjoyed the ambiguity of this poem. A bubble over the edge, in it's short life-span... about to pop? And what would that mean to your relationship? -Icarus
whynotsin Posted March 9, 2003 Author Report Posted March 9, 2003 I think I was trying to comment on the nature of all relationships, that they tetter on an edge inside of a delicate bubble. And that the only thing truely inmportant is the moment that you have with another person. Because the bubble may burst or it may fall over the edge.
whynotsin Posted March 12, 2003 Author Report Posted March 12, 2003 A thought about a thought. random random......I have no idea why I am writing today.
Rune Posted March 13, 2003 Report Posted March 13, 2003 Hmmm, It reminds me of intercourse. Or at least that moment right before deciding to have intercourse with someone for the first time and then how time seems to slow down to an enternity when you make that decision either to proceed or wait. The visual pictures just seemed to click for me in that direction. Great poem, Thank you for sharing.
whynotsin Posted March 14, 2003 Author Report Posted March 14, 2003 Interesting analysis. I never thought of it that way. Goes to show how many different ways something can be seen. Now that I look at it makes sense.
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