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Mar 2011
In between the realms where my eyes shine like the rarest stones
I call and you come promptly from places far away
Yet never could I seize the full embrace of your secret sorrow
When it arrived in new disguises from all ages passing
On those crowded streets of yesterday

Like always, you wear a robe of desire that softly whispers to me
Of a comfort that will never turn away in discontent
Seen in the soft muted colors of a promise keeping rainbow
Is now what I believe to be all I need to embrace
When seizing what is and is not meant

A soft fire dances in the pleasure of a circling gleam of pursuit
I trace its spin barely visible with my fingertips
All that I may learn still lies here to be discovered
When I knock upon the doors of heaven
With gentle kisses from my lips

In between the realms where my eyes shine like the rarest stones
I am caught in the full embrace of your secret sorrow
I called you and you came to me within what is meant to be
When my heart knocked upon the doors of heaven
I walked in and your heart followed
Copyright *Neva Flores @2011
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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