| By Longings of Lost Youth, Forgotten Submitted by Rhetoric Date: 2001 Aug 30 Comment on this Work [[2001.08.30.10.41.30773]] |
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Vibrations of your voice still echo in my inner walls. Your caresses still offer warmth from the chill of Loneliness. Clouds mill above, but summer shines in my heart - You sing in (ring in) the sun. You are the voice of the breezes, the silent praise of a Mother, Looking into innocent eyes. You bring focus to cracked and battered panes my eyes Search through. So in love, I whisper out loud. Kisses wet my mouth with hunger for you. Your words teach to me everyday. Words of truth and lies - I care not which is spoken. Just remain here, stay with the home you have built (in me) And let me Love you. |