Last night she walked into my world,
her touch so soft, so sure,
last night she reached across the mile,
and whispered such sweet a word,
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My Heart
a frozen door
closed by the hands of greed
...
To many hours spent upon the road,
my return, a most lonely entrance,
times separation has left empty space,
leaving need of wanting eminence.
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And in love of all
arms shall wrap holding thee deep
and yee shall have dance
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In presence of the multitude,
I have shown barring no gift,
For what hath I worth thy child......
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Falling, like raindrops from the sky,
Touching every emotion, every sense,
Bringing dead cells back to life,
Gently invoking that crazed twinge,
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The depth of a woman's heart,
contains such mystic fervidness,
unknown to the common touch,
visioned as the oceans vastness.
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Like the feel of silk upon skin
that shivers to the bone
and penetrates the core of my being
she has reached me once again
...
In the cool air of late September,
the change of season has brought,
A breeze of whispered words serenade,
and the Love of my souls taunt
...