She Flows

August 12, 2010

She flows as the wind
Gently caressing
My skin, my heart, my essence

In unspeakable passion
I am incinerated
Only my ashes remain

Awakened from the dream
In her soft and wise words
My everpresent angel

Life is color
Seen through her eyes
Life is joy
Felt through her heart
Life is truth
Known through her Light
Life, wonder, loveliness
In the presence of my angel

She flows in the winds
As one

Type: Poetry

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