Smooth and cool as pebbles cast upon the sand The unique essence of your voice I hear Echoing through my spirit triumphantly in command Of every bit of resistance I have near
The deepest pools of heaven are that of which I see Each time I gaze into your eyes I find I am drowning in your victorious glance While stripping myself bare of all my pride
Such sweet anticipation that glows into a flame The very sight of your hands ignites in me Evoking melodic recollections of immense pleasure If not felt, one would never believe
So heavenly is the beauty that I hear and I see Yet, that which I love the most stands apart You are the most magnificent man that I‘ve ever known But most of all, I love your beautiful heart
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010 www.changefulstorm.blogspot.com www.stumbleupon.com/stumbler/HerVigil- From Hand of the Muse