just as we speak with words
we share our breath
we smile sparkles as one
we see infinity in our eyes
we feel intensity in our passions
we know comfort in our silences
we have touched what is ours
just as the noise of arousal
clouds our mental vision
the quiet of souls touching
brings clarity to our internal space
our movement together causes
us to brush against the wonder
of what we know as truth
in my deepest darkness you still make light
no cobwebs in my thought
no hesitation in my heart
my stride long as I step
toward what oft feels like ruin
but never too painful to bear
i still reach for you
Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 11:54 AM UTC
just as we speak with words
we share our breath
we smile sparkles as one
we see infinity in our eyes
we feel intensity in our passions
we know comfort in our silences
we have touched what is ours
just as the noise of arousal
clouds our mental vision
the quiet of souls touching
brings clarity to our internal space
our movement together causes
us to brush against the wonder
of what we know as truth
in my deepest darkness you still make light
no cobwebs in my thought
no hesitation in my heart
my stride long as I step
toward what oft feels like ruin
but never too painful to bear
i still reach for you
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