Poem -
WHEN VEINS CARRY LOVE
If Love was a Drug...
Going from your Head to your Baby Toe...
When it circles the heart...
​​​​​​The Love that goes through mine...
It think it's a Beach...
It hangs out and writes messages as if there was sand...
Then it floats around like it's a Helium Balloon...
Until it's time to flow down hill to come up again...
Sledding anyone?
No Steering Wheel...
No Brakes...
That's what I call...
Free Flying...
The Sign says...
DO IT AT YOUR OWN RISK...
I always do...
Don't you?
sparrowsong Ice Queen
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Fabulous. Â BÂ
Wonderful write S... did you know that the DNA of babies disperses in the mothers body...to the heart brain etc so we always carry a very real physical part of them untill we die... this poem brought this to mind. Its called maternal micro chimerism( I might have to come back and reword that lol). Its a real thing. We can never be separated... lovely write x
Hello B...
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Thank you for your kind comment and support...
Lovely Bird
This has just got to be my favourite sparrowsong post to date .. NevilleÂ