Recent Hours
By sidewinder
To touch your warmth, The sparkle that remains in your eyes, The taste of your kiss, My heart trembles at these thoughts, Do you think of me when the nights are cold? Does my smile touch your soul? When I say hello... Does it complete thy need? These recent hours touch in ways that can't be found in a lifetime, yet... in the sand of time a measurement is somehow lost, Is it we the lovers when found in our shadow sigh only in ecstasy? Or when the loneliness becomes too unbearable we together find a way to pass the time? I know I have found a thousand questions that seem to have no answers except when we find the silence aroused by our body movement which speak in volumes. April 1, 2002Written April 6th, 2002 © on Apr 06 2002 07:35 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn love • personal
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