From every realm, warmth has laid its hands upon hours
That have felt the caress of a moonless night
Over distant hills and places where darkness surrounds
The features of a soul’s desire to be loved only
For what lies inside
In times of thunder and lightning, there is still ecstasy
Hidden in the love that lies unceasing
Within the thoughts of sweetness warmth embraces
Interwoven in the features of a soul’s desire
To keep breathing
Soon the wheel of fate will spin into a new morning
Until you no longer remember yesterday
Then warmth will steal in with fingertips that play
Along the features of your soul’s desire
To love anyway
Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 12:30 PM UTC
From every realm, warmth has laid its hands upon hours
That have felt the caress of a moonless night
Over distant hills and places where darkness surrounds
The features of a soul’s desire to be loved only
For what lies inside
In times of thunder and lightning, there is still ecstasy
Hidden in the love that lies unceasing
Within the thoughts of sweetness warmth embraces
Interwoven in the features of a soul’s desire
To keep breathing
Soon the wheel of fate will spin into a new morning
Until you no longer remember yesterday
Then warmth will steal in with fingertips that play
Along the features of your soul’s desire
To love anyway
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
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