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Sometimes two hearts write the most beautiful poetry together, completely by accident.

It's one a.m. and one heart can't sleep...........sends a simple message ......I Love You My Heart, not even expecting a reply.  It's one a.m. and that other heart can't sleep either.........replies, I Love You..........

Ah!  one heart replies, I knew I felt you, where in turn the other replies you can feel me anytime, which of course for those of us with a sense of  humor can be taken lot's of ways, both hearts think with a smile.  

The first heart replies, oh yes, always, but sometimes it's as if I can feel your breath on my cheek..........
Neva Flores
Have you ever found yourself  quivering
outside of lines
stained
by what you thought was a love story?
Wondering
if you will be swallowed whole
by the window you sit and stare out,
in love's well meaning glory.

Beneath passion  blowing through the door
visiting your mind
like those little things
filled with a warmth
you have wanted
for so long.
Often, you find life
is at its happiest inside your dreams,
where nothing's wrong.

Sometimes in the middle of the night  
you want to be
a never-ending flow of love
smiling at the hands
on the Clock of Emptiness,
stuck in place.  
However, time melts into years
until starlight becomes well versed
at hiding the shadow of tears
on your face.
Copyright @2012 - Neva Flores - Changefulstorm
Stop ******* me with your eyes


your hands are faster.
I wrote another neat bundle of words
Knotted them with coarse string
Smoothed the slick label over the bow
And licked my lips in guilt.

My heart has never thumped so hollowly in my chest.

Will you forgive me?
Exquisite chains of unseen hours
All lie in fantasies
In countless dreams of unbloomed flowers
Moon dancing in your sea

Petals soft on beds of sand
Tremble at your touch
As their spirits are awakened by the hand
Of love's own velvet brush

Soulful cries of blissful glee
Echo to the moon
Resounding from the heart's own sea
Left enamored by the bloom

Beauty sweet and triumph slow
Swirling in the sand
Painting strokes of blooming glow
Moon dancing in your hands
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com- From Hand of the Muse
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