Francois Bergh

where lost words come to rest in pieces…

Archive for April, 2012

Gasping For Breath

In you my whole essense is lost -
It is caught on the hem of a dream…

For you I will pay any cost -
For a moment to swim in your stream…

To you I will dive any depth -
I will find you in bottomless wells…

From you comes the life that I crave -
The heat and the blood in my veins…

Through you flows the air that I need -
You leave me wanting and needing and …

Gasping for breath…

Leap of faith

I’m urged to take the lurch;
Compelled to heed your spell -
Leaving terra firma
For the buoyancy of new…

Certainly uncertain;
Afloat this raft of hope -
Needing – ever craving
For the mystery of you…

Waking to the aching;
Longing for your song -
Guide me to your island -
Please tell me what to do…

Memento

From time I’ll steal this moment;
A keepsake forever – now mine -
Whispered in the gale of futility,
And held for the briefest eternity,
Then wrapped in dearest proximity
To hearts lost in infinity…

Love

Leased you my heart,
Offering a new start;
Vacant no more -
Eternally yours…

Be my world

Let me encompass your lovely equator
And lazily lounge in your dream-latitudes…
Let me hide from the wind in your coves -
Give me lee in your estuaries…

Let me explore all your silvery beaches
Embellished in splendour by coral lagoons -
Feel me clamber through your mystery caves
As I ravish your endless ravines…

Let me rain onto your arid plains
To fill your brooks with life
In meandering fingering rivulets
As I wistfully wade your wetlands…

Let me garnish your glades
And forever in forests
Let us weep from the streams
Into ponds of our passion…

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