The morning rays awake me
With a soft caress
I blush as I feel you greet
With your eyes on me
And when the zephyr
Whispers in my ear
I hear you talk to me
As you kiss my cheek
To a quiet symphony
I see our souls dance
Creating our own magic
Singing our own song
When the whole world
Curses the blazing sun
I welcome the warmth
As I feel you embrace me
And the playful raindrops
Are also sent by thee
So I can remember the times
When you tease and tickle me
Times when my eyes get moist
And I can no longer stand
You sit beside my pillow
And in my dreams hold my hand
Not like a shadow
That’s a slave of the light
I sense you follow me
Even when you’re not around
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
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