Revering into the night's sky

by Edgar Pineda   Jul 2, 2005


As I sit, thinking deep in to the night, Watching as it swallows the planet with its giant jaw.
Our palms unite. She begins to whisper a harmony of words, composed of soft and tender notes that make her so unique.
Her whispers absorb into my body reaching the deepest hidden chamber and unlocking it, releasing the horrifying demons trying to conquer my soul.
Cured in mind, body, and spirit, I feel like a stranger that needed just the right women to crack open his shell and expose the shy character that can only open up when the right women comes along.
She is not only a healer. She also has many other characteristics that make her so special. She is remarkably intellectual with a mind of her own that enables her to be an independent woman; strong and fierce like a lion.
She is pure and beautiful like a baby…Believe me when I tell you, she is beautiful! Exotic like a hidden paradise made only for angels, soft milky skin, with an exquisite shaped body hand-crafted into perfection by the worlds best sculptors.
And those eyes, those eyes that speak a silent language for understatement, acceptance, and someone to give them the love that they deserve begin to retreat into the night as I as well dissipate and find myself lying on the grass holding a picture of the girl from my dream.

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