Sunday, April 22, 2012

A Soft Place

I see great moments
Us laughing--fleeting imperfections
Laying on the sand
Feeling my heart in each palm of your hand
Holding on to a beat
Rhythm's in tune
I see great moments with you
Curls on my head, in the quickness of there spring
As the clarity in water, I would tell you what I dream--1 look
Oughta give you chills--even in a desert storm
Forever just seems soon
When I think of a Love pure and true
Hungry distance couldn't measure
This padlocked buried treasure
Ruckus falls out of me when I look into you
You make art come easy
And its expression custom made
I remember to pray--that this extension of you never fades






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