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James M Boyer Jul 2010
I was caught in the brief hypnotic gaze
of the most beautiful women of my dreams
as the mid-winter sun bursts broke the shadows
and danced eligantly through her Auburn hair.

Her smile held the true story of my love
as it reached it's peek at either ear
and forgave me for my prideful glory.

In that one & only moment I was captured.

Her light brown eyes absorbed my entire soul
as the softness of her voice echoed in my ears
I could only remain still, entranced, & breathless
lost in the beauty of a silence you'd never know.
Written on February 21, 2009- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart
James M Boyer Jul 2010
Upon yonder window the twilight breaks
While her beauty outshines the sun
the night falls with the stars trailing
And with her his heart truly beats.
The sonnets have all been written
And the plays have all been played
But love has never left the pages
Before this moment of hearts first flight
Where afterglow bleeds into presence.

Forever… and always for this kiss to dream
When dreams have not yet been slept
His soul treads her path -
Of interlacing glimpses and long hidden stares.

He falters step and fumbles words
Unsure if he’s awake -
Or trapped by the weight of his sheets
Only aware of the ambiance between them -
The silhouettes of realities fading
Where her smile is all he needs to breathe
And the epiphany of like minded self
Intoxicates every sense of being.

Forever… and always for this kiss to dream
When dreams have not yet been slept
He’s lost himself within her beam
Of interlacing doors and worlds apart.
written on July 17, 2009.- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart

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