May 13, 2015
11:31 am
As
As the sky
Touches the wind
I begin to love
My thoughts of being
With you
As the birds
Fly south
The favor of you
Wakes my mouth
Before the moon
Turn the light in
The stars out
As the waves
Rush the shore
I desire you more
To the soul of my naked core
As the sun begins to set
With the glimmer of shade
I look back in remembrance
To the first love we made
As your whispers reach
My ears
I glance at our future
This day beyond
All the tears
As the clouds become
Entangled above
Through our storm
And rain there is love
As this story one day
Will end
They will recite our love
The way it began
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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