Twirling World

3/26/09
11:16PM

My love for you is like the world,
Ever so changing as it twirls.

The sound from your mouth is like the wind,
That blows my troubles away as I grin.

Your arms like vines,
Which confines,
And wrap me around you as we combine.

Your touching display-- Soft as clay,
The young youth inside you that makes you--okay.

I cut through the trunk of your chest,
By asking the questions and poking at the nest.
The beating sounds that makes me calm,
It sometimes makes me wonder if it’s a bomb.

An explosion that will arrive,
When I whisper what I strive.

If I told you, “You are my world.”
Would you tell me, “My heart just twirled.”