I find in your aura a mighty tide of emotion into the long hours of every night with an endless yearning of joy and light.....
The time does not permit to have you with me you bolted and ran after the ******* was over why did you leave and find another, the canvas is gone your muse i lost, in the faraway lands of tomorrow your tender touch has faded, the devotion I had for you, makes me wonder what could be could be....
Your aura surrounded me, your passion for life astounded me, as the tears flow they know me as your presence had drawn my face....
Within the strokes of your artist touch your inevitable emotion brings me to my knees you were the sweetest heaven i knew now draws the tears as they flow to the scented candle so low...
You may be gone, our passion destroyed but love yearns for you.... through you I know and maybe you hate me, maybe you despise ...
I was caught in a current of surprises melting upon the current of my tongue drawing the strings of love that held me captive....
You surround me even though you are gone....**
Debbie
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