words filled-obscurity
spilling over...
satiate the silent thunder
of my yearning,
yet staining guilt
all over me
you are the vortex that gathers
the fragments of the earth,
settled on my core.
a touch...
ripples the stillness of the water
the eyes...
that hold the moment,
ordinary eyes can't see
a tranparent body...
like the wind tangible but unseen
my murmur bashed with haziness
flimsy words, esoteric allusions
to be understood...
is not its destiny
Alice Cuenca
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hazy-murmur-unstoppable/
