To Be Alive
Blurring every sense…
every aspect of who I use to be.
My right, my wrong…
an illusion… I am breaking free.
Each delicate kiss mends…
that which has been broken down
to meticulously rebuild…
build back up…up from the ground.
Every stroke of your hands…
love evident from the gleam in your eyes.
Tenderly passionate….I await your command…
You have become my life.
Looking to you for guidance, for direction…
This is what it feels like to be alive.
© bipolarmuse 2012
This is my life through poetry, quotes, and my journal. The intense ride of my ups and downs of life ...and the relentless mood disorders I suffer from.
Beautiful!
The hope and warmth are tangible.
September 22, 2012 at 10:39 AM
Thank you very much!!
September 22, 2012 at 4:26 PM
Very Nice dear !
September 22, 2012 at 10:39 AM
Thank you!
September 22, 2012 at 4:26 PM
My pleasure
September 23, 2012 at 1:55 AM
I feel the life in you.
September 22, 2012 at 2:37 PM
I didn’t mean for that to sound like you’re pregnant.
September 22, 2012 at 2:37 PM
LOL!!!!! I knew what you meant.
September 22, 2012 at 4:26 PM
Speechless ….
September 22, 2012 at 2:49 PM
I always enjoy your thoughts…thank you
September 22, 2012 at 4:35 PM
I always like your style …amazing poem indeed !
September 22, 2012 at 8:38 PM
Very amazing picture and poem.
October 2, 2012 at 3:00 PM
Thank you very much. The poem I can take credit for… the picture I cannot.
October 3, 2012 at 6:42 AM