Where

• Artist: Iseult Andraste
• Description: Musing on how it feels to describe being loved.
• Date: 04/05/2010
• Tags: where

The key I think is to start,
But then it begs the question where.
No discernable beginning,
Nor middle, nor end.
All bleeding together as these things do,
You make me light.
Not airy but warmth with the guise of radiance.

Comments

[Digitallust]

It seems very thorough and thought out. I'm wondering though if you meant Blending, over bleeding. You got the message across wonderfully though, and in a very philosophical thinker kind of way.