(poems from my youth)

Spinning Around.

My world is spinning around
and around
and around, 

hoping that when it stops, 
you will be at the center of my heart, 

the equator of my existence... 

giving you every molecule of my love, 
from pole to pole. 

and when you touch me for the first time, 
my world will rotate around your light; 

for you are the sun, 
for which my smile shines 

and have the gravitational pull, 

to all the thoughts of my mind… 
and you spin around my intentions, 
each night and day... 

and I pray, that when my world stops spinning, 
your arms will be opened
facing my way. 

Mark Anthony Thomas
Copyrighted in 2000.

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