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Dec 2010
Cover me in wandering dreams of delicate honesty
In songs which shine wet upon my lips
Whisper words of change to me
When into my heart
You slip

Brush me softly with the rushing flow of you
Until I recognize no other name
Seep into my crimson hue
Let all our colors
Be the same

Do not leave me to my rest if you are in need
Awake the prints here on my soul
Whisper to them as you lead
And I will sing our song
Of old

Foresee the rain that falls inside my wounded soul
As I remember the pain, you healed
Together, we are whole
With a kiss of love
Now sealed
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
www.changefulstormpoetry.blogspot.com
Neva Flores Varga Smith
Written by
Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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