The thoughts I have, you know of before I can complete them.
The more I let go of myself, the more I welcome you in,
like a window that opens, and welcomes the breeziness of the day.
You hold and comfort me, give me the nurturments tha I need to survive the cruel world.
You and I, and what we have is the rarest of all a form of love.
A special type of blessing that showers us from above.
You complete me, as I you, you're my world,
this beautiful pearl that came from no where,
no polishing needed to make you shine;
one body, one spirit,
one love, a sense of completness, familarality, a family....
ONE BODY, ONE SPIRIT! ! !
jan14,2006
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
ON POINT Latonya Well written to the heart A good mind at what love really is