Your touch falls upon me like
a kiss in the morning dew,
The gaze of your eyes
is like the touch of new born child,
the silence resonates with the sound
of your heart beating,
Could this be our love?
Wherein a shadow that touches
those echoes revealed in passion,
Look in my eyes
and see those dreams
as I do,
Hear those whispers
feathered in promises
near an image of time,
Promises touch like a summer day
that the sun never sets upon,
The passion of Thor's eternal forge,
The dreams of a child forever lost in innocence,
Could this be our love?
And in a never ending reflection
time stands still...
just to keep the moment
of our knowing each other,
Discoveries met
in an ironic voice that allows us
to sample a memory,
Moment by moment
like an explorer of a river of lost souls,
We will never give up,
We will never give in,
Until we find forever
all our love within.
July 1, 2000
By: B.E. Whitehorn & Cathie Brown
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Written January 17th, 2002
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thank you Cebeara !
I'm glad you enjoyed it !
Bill -
don't touch it!
wow! I'm aghast! This was so alluring it kept dragging me all the way through effortlessly. Fantastic. -
I think you're right .
Thanks !
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This is beautiful --- you got talent for displaying the soft side ... very sensual !!!
(Should 'are' in line 4 be 'is' instead?)Whaddya think? -
Another spelling fubar!
Thanks Sammy & Nam !
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Another great write, sidewinder. Thanks for sharing
Sammy -
is 'Wheerin' suppose to be Wherein'? just want to know....anyway, i like the visual of the poem, the style was good, good write in all.
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Thank you pyrosfire !
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oh great piece! beautiful!
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