Why do I stay up nights?
And then dream those frights?
Who are you that shares my breath?
Do you see my brain?
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There we hang, right on the edge of knowing, understanding, bursting with the newness of it all. What a WOW feeling, and you expressed it so very well.
Lovely poem, lucky man! I especially liked these lines of your poem, 'Hidden'. My heart sings and burns It's a portrait of the dying sun in pink mist At the dawn of the sparkling moon The stars flecking and expanding The world turning, learning, yearning
What a beautiful love poem. 'Ledge of love' suggests the extremity (edge) that we feel we are inhabiting emotionally and the precariousness, rationally, unfortunately. Linda H.