“…with my revolt, my freedom and my passion”

Centrifugal & centripetal, my love disperses and seeks origin.
Existence in flux, a chaotic interlude,
time dancing indifferent on pavements laden with dreams.
Yet persistence, no longer acceptance or compromise.

I hold your hand in the night, bring you close,
embrace your warmth, a collision of opposites.
Stars placed, persistent illumination.
Water held, ultramarine diluted ocean extinguishing flames.
My love, a constant defined not adequately by words, transcendental, complex simplicity.

Thoughts drift, motionless contemplation, the exploration of time in its passing.
All thoughts are of you, for with you I am, without you I am not.
The unification of the complimentary,
the sensation of presence, darkness serape wrapped joy.

My soul turns, the procession of disorder thwarted by your breath.
Lost is to be found in the wonder that you are.
Delicate strands frame smooth fragility, the strength of your gaze,
skinful glances, the shudder of your touch.
The silence resounds the emptiness, your absence is ache.

In you I unravel, the intricate infinity of me, draw patterns of emotion on purposed receptacles.
Together we consume expectancy, devour anticipation,
nullify said ethics, choose rather to live as we are.
Space filled with matter, like my soul is filled by you.

We proceed then to contact, the arc of time as we rise so that we may experience its antonym
in love, with all you are, always
the aegis of unconditional adoration.

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~ by Paul McGovern on September 11, 2011.

2 Responses to ““…with my revolt, my freedom and my passion””

  1. Soooo happy to see you post! I miss your words here (hint, hint 😉 )

    There is so much duality in this piece, something I know you love and it leaps from this poem with such grace and soul. Everything you write speaks with such depth of emotion and unabashed honesty and thought. I adore every word here, but there are a few lines I want to highlight…

    ‘…time dancing indifferent on pavements laden with dreams.
    Yet persistence, no longer acceptance or compromise’

    Time – melted and discarded in moments that are embraced for the here and now. The effortless effort overtaking all.

    ‘Delicate strands frame smooth fragility, the strength of your gaze’

    This line is utterly sublime…

    ‘The silence resounds the emptiness, your absence is ache’

    And this one too…

    I would love to be more articulate, but I think instead I shall just return to the words above and soak them up. Beautiful. Distinctly you in the way it speaks.

  2. Ah Paul, so very very beautiful. Truly a feast for the mind.

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