January 23, 2016
8:39 am
A Feeling
Sometimes it makes me sing
From the depths of my soul
You know
The kind of singing
That makes clouds dance
Without the rain
The feeling that heals
Every thought and doubt
Blocking this abyss moment
Creatively carving
Sealed memories
In my emotional mind
Of light and darkness meeting
And
Finding comfort it's blindness
As your unseen wings
Take flight
And
Guides you to this imaginary heaven
Called love
Or
Is it
Just a feeling
Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker
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