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I know and treasure the love you hold for me
And my heart beats back to yours
How thrilling to peruse the pages of ecstasy
That your heart writes
And mine adores

I read living lines that pierce my waking heart
Upon each lovely page I see
Each word justly claims myself to be a part
Of you
As you are, of me

Because I know you love me unquestionably
And my heart beats back to yours
I continue reading these lines with glee
That your heart writes
And mine adores

Such powerful writing a heart can display
When a heart beats back in return
How thrilling to peruse these pages each day
Watch love growing
As they turn
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
 Oct 2010 Lin Cava
D Conors
i see your eyes
bright sparkle-flecks,
an illumination
a light
that would
ignite
the wee-small hour
plight
when my body
ached
my every sleeping hour
was a quake
of scattered
dreams
and memory schemes,
mixed up
and lost
in the tangle of an ache
that for some
amazing reason
could
only be soothed
by
you.
d.
13 oct. 10
We stretched out on open ground
To soak the sun from the air around us
I your child and you my gateway to the world
And we watched as butterflies kissed
Flew away
And kissed again
The flowers planted in fairy circles
Too-long years and years ago
And I cried to see you laughing again
How long has it been
Since we painted each other's lives
My finger-paint scrawling, full of innocence
Your masterpieces of mother's love
How long? too long
I cannot know how the years weighed heavy on you
While I flitted around as free as a bird
Or as sweet as the nectar
In Persephone's veins
Oh my mother, oh my sister, oh my dearest friend for life
How much can I show you
Of my soul
When all that I know is poured out from you
You know it all
You've seen it all and yet treasure my meager offerings
I do not have a grasp
On how you work your magic on this gold-dust filled evening
I cannot see how to give back
I do not know, I do not know
You are a Goddess to me
Filling and fading with a soft caress
My playmate by the deep
Our memories diminish into effervesce
Held upon the sands of time
They keep

We bind and softly lay them all along
Like small sparks of fire
Yet out of the mist they are burning strong
As our soul’s  
Deepest desires

The dusk of evening, breaks into light
Filling with a soft caress
Memories are found through clouds of night
In the surging foam
Of effervesce

Those sands of time will unbind the fires
My playmate by the deep
Found in our soul’s deepest desires
The smallest spark
Will keep
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com
www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/Changefulstorm
When I talk to you late at night
When we both should be fast asleep
These are the sweetest conversations
I have ever known

This is when I feel the closest to you
And I can feel your love
More than any other time

It doesn't matter what we talk about
Or how many times we change the subject
And go right back again
We just flow.

It seems you almost read my mind
And I feel sometimes I almost read yours too
When we say the same things at the same time
I realize how much I am in tune with you

Even though I may be so tired the next day
That I can hardly stay awake
I wouldn't give up this time we spend together
For anything in the world.

I just wanted you to know how special
This time spent with you is to me
And I can only hope that it means
As much to you
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010

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