As Two Souls Become One
By sidewinder
The violets, The roses are touched in part of you that I see in my heart, Those midnight rendezvous shared in a petal of time, Moment to moment I see you and somehow my world is not the same, Those thoughtful little notes that you leave I treasure like a poem left from Emily Dickinson soft and romantic, And in my mind we embrace each other slowly, And we devour each other in passionate love, Hunger met, Until the next day where we begin again, And touch as two souls become one. Jan. 14, 2002 Written January 15th, 2002 © on Jan 15 2002 04:22 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 18 • 8
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