Senseless

by Iola   Mar 20, 2006


His calmness a storm, which drenches my soul.
His touch like the ocean’s spray.
His smile shows acceptance – for me as a whole.
His desire a glimpsing blade.

He holds me close – in a sphere;
Where time ceases to exist.
An honorable warrior with lovely tears;
A nurturing togetherness and bliss.

He lay me down in his night;
And shows me the stars’ bright smile.
Sharing his soul; his still inner light.
And making me his for a while...

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