Tulips bloom at a rapid pace

When we are together
touching our fingertips to
each other’s faces
God communes
with the natural world
with the very air around us,
makes electrical currents that dance
(the mad become daring)
tulips bloom
at a rapid pace
we could watch them open
as if they were breathing
as if they were being born
in front of us
they are in the next room
all I see is you
with my eyes closed
my heart ascends.


  1. #1 by faern! on April 18, 2010 - 4:36 pm

    will you be my friend?

    • #2 by La La on April 18, 2010 - 8:13 pm

      yes….how? where now?

      • #3 by Marcia on April 19, 2010 - 1:07 am

        that is a beautiful spring poem. made my night

      • #4 by La La on April 19, 2010 - 9:33 pm

        is what i’m here for! 🙂 thank-you!

  2. #5 by Kim on April 19, 2010 - 1:10 pm

    Love this!!!

    • #6 by La La on April 19, 2010 - 9:32 pm

      hey Kim….thanks for that b/c in part it’s because of you asking me if I ever wrote poems about love that were happy….. 😉

      • #7 by Kim on April 20, 2010 - 1:12 am

        And you do…quite BEAUTIFULLY!!

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