I can feel the waters flow
Through my soul
With a soft, gentle rush,
Through my veins -
Powerful forces,
Subtle complexities;
Nuances, exquisite beauties
From an infinite source,
Flowing softly, satin-like,
Crystal clear and sparkling -
An endless progress
To the tranquil sea.
Do you know
What you've done?
Do you see
What you are to me?
The stars went out that night
In an explosion in your eyes
As you held my hand
And my heart at your command.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Aoristic
Posted by Oneiric at 9:00 AM
Labels: A Pretty Pixie
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