Wednesday, April 20, 2011

My Dream

My flesh is soft as I caress it whispering into the stillness of night
My heart pounding gently, slowly as your name across my lips I speak
Our souls connect and intertwine like a fire igniting out of control
Yet our eyes have not met the tenderness of skin nor sight
I hear you though you do not speak, I feel you though you are not here
Ten thousand fleeting horses running full speed is my heart when I wake
My dream now, Is just a dream now, my dream come back again tonight.

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