The ground beneath is where I sink
Into a day dream of you
Rain on my lashes, I blink
Fall onto my cheek in a line or two
Arms opened in adolescent anxiety
Wanting and waning in extraordinary dance
Reaching over the noise on a hidden chance to hear your voice
I'd talk to you if only I could speak
My lips are heavy under unprecedented desire
Time decides the holy hour
When my hand touches the fibers of your flesh
Drunken mind of love soaked memory
Lilac wine lifted a thought to define
Heartbeats sailing on winds at sea
Eternity falling to the ocean floor
An anthem spread out over an open sky
Discovery of a pure whisper In my ear
Locked up tight in my chest
Never to let go of your Divine Light
~k #originalPoetry
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