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Come back to bed...
Come back into my life...
Come back to me...

I miss you tonight...
 Nov 2010 Flower Scent
Rai
Know what u get from me*

will always be from my true self
Because  thats who I am  and will always be

make me laugh
i'll laugh with you

make me cry
I'll try to explain to you why

If you mistake my kindness for weakness
Then you better watch out

Because if anyone crosses me*
They will  have heaven and hell to fight against

I am the daughter of the wind

The child of the fire

I will cool your sences

I will bring you to your knees

When I say that I love you
Please do not hurt me

Because you do not know what you are saying

And my pain and my strength can move mountains before the gates of heaven

I will see you again my friend
if not in this life
Then maybe the next

I have known you before in many different disguises

Each time I let you near, you crucify my soul

But in doing so
**You free me from the seed which gave me life
lovin it ....love my life , love that i have been given the wings in which my mind can fly , I am proud to call myself a Poet(ess) and would have it no other way
To one who’s name is written in the faint perfume upon my neck
Your hands gently tend my landscape with their caress
Each and every flower, you gracefully bedeck
In the richest warmth of your undress

You move your morning breezes into the darkness of my night
Until I no longer know the season or present year
Time is of no essence within my sight
Of warmth or cold, I have no fear

To one who’s name is written on every single line of my heart
In your ink flowing from the radiance of our eternal sun
Your hands tend my landscape in a world apart
Marked on a calendar of none

The cares of life, waft into silent pieces as they come to light
When your morning breeze moves upon my flowers
Each one you tend with your hand’s sight
Forgets these cares of ours

To one who’s name is written in my eyes as my master gardener
My flowers will always seek the ink flowing from our sun
My landscape will be your garden harbor
From your breezes, I will never run
A reading of this poem can be found at:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pwC8EL3QAPA
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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