Monday, January 06, 2020
Words
On some days of silence,
When we need nothing,
but only togetherness,
Your words lift me up,
Like a caring hand,
Holding out to me.
I feel my heart, melt, beat,
Quiver and cry at your words,
Alive more than any other day,
Where there was space,
And a false sense of happiness,
Now I feel, feel, I feel bliss.
Now am an earth woman,
Dancing with the rain,
For the love of my life.
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