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looking deep
into your beautiful eyes
I am lost
and I am found
I become more than I was before
my body burns for you
with each touch
I crave more
more
never enough
wrap your arms around me and
hold me tight
let my heart beat with yours
as one
always one
I desire a transfusion of love
some of mine mixed with
some of yours
to become something
altogether new and different
and somehow
more whole and pure
my mind, a whirl
a carousel of
lust and love and thoughts and
emotions and futures and hopes
and possibilities and
laughter and tears
we hold hands and spin
and spin around
all colors and sights and sounds
blending
smearing
except our faces
our eyes
our smiles
laughter pouring forth
hold tight so I can’t fly away
let us live within this one moment
for all eternity
me and you
you in me
gushing
spilling
overflowing
love!
love divine!
reaching forward
I pull your lips in to mine
brushing softly
foreheads touching
my breath becomes yours and
yours becomes mine
in and out
out and in
I can’t quite figure out
where I end and you begin
but it hardly matters anyway because at least
I have you and
this warm cocoon of our love
tara caribou | ©2022 revised
26 Comments on “Carousel”
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Beautiful! To become one is the ultimate love.
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I agree.
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The essence of love indeed.😍
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So deep
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Thrilling. 🙂
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Thanks. (How’d that face get in here??)
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What a lovely poem! I read somewhere on your blog that you live in rural Alaska. The serenity and peace of being with nature must do a lot to your thoughts.
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Yes, I do believe living here inspires me. It certainly brings peace and serenity a lot of the time. Thanks for reading!
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Stunning
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Thank you.
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Beautiful poem. Lucky couple.
‘This warm cocoon of our love’.
Egg – Caterpillar – Pupa – butterfly.
Fly fly fly away.
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I see what you did there 😉
But I imagined a couple in love, holding hands and spinning around, the poem wrote itself. You can do it if you just focus on the other person’s face, not the spinning surroundings.
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I’m focusing.
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Okay…. see what I mean?? ☺️
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You are ranging from earthy to cocoon awareness. You seem to be one with the earth, the ocean, the animals,becoming the essence of what gives us life, gives us hope, gives us rest…
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Wellll, I am pretty earthy. And I love the ocean.
Cocoon awareness! LMAO Awesome.
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Very beautiful.
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Thank you so much, Nico. 💕
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Blessings.
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A beautiful description of being in love, Tara. Lovely writing.
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Thank you Chris! Your comments always warm my heart. 💕
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Always glad to be of service!
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Tara Caribou – United
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Surrendering it all to the moment, to the experience of giving and receiving love. I wish to experience this one day but I’m so damn stubborn lol
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It seems like a constant thing, the giving/receiving. It’s easy to forget or to step back into the familiar or the comfortable. From moment to moment, remembering to release and to love openly and without apology.
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What would be the repercussions of having a love subject where people learn the *ahem* fundamentals?
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