LOVE -- Poetry Is My Life

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Date Posted: 15:08:28 03/13/01 Tue
Author: Wendy Waduda
Subject:

LOVE

Love

It's not expected...new...unknown...
sometimes wild, like losing my stomach on a roller coaster
or riding the rapids on a wild river in the springtime.

then...giggling, and my hands go over my mouth...
like little Japanese girls 11 or 12 years old on a train,
one starts
and it's infectious,
soon the whole train car full of girls are laughing,
the gold buttons on their navy blue uniforms jiggling,
their white gloved hands over their faces...turning red...embarrassed...
uncontrollably giggling and tears in the corners of their eyes because they
can't stop
and maybe something started it, but now no one knows why they're laughing
just giggling and giggling and giggling
and it's so funny that they're giggling and trying to stop, that it tickles
them even more.

Feeling very warm and soft
the warmth fills me from the base of the body up to and through the top of
the head...
delightful..... delicate.... delicious.....
and surrounding me,
embracing warmth and tenderness
the inside flowing into the outside and outside flowing inside
like a kline bottle or a mobia strip
until there is no outside...no inside....

Then energy settles... stillness.... a fragrance...
expanding... expanding.... expanding....
that never can be destroyed
that never dies.

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Re: LOVE -- Bibi Katusic (Belinda), 15:11:22 03/13/01 Tue