Sunday, December 13, 2009

Eighteenth Thought

With a personality as warm as summers day
And eyes that speak of spring
You make my spirit dance in joy,
my heartstrings strum and sing

Your voice is the echo of your soul
traveling the land so wide
But carbon copy is not enough
Only the vessel in which its resides

I wonder how warm your embrace is
and how soft your smiling lips,
I want to share our breathing air,
and be close enough to kiss

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