Saturday, November 27, 2010

Spirit Show





Dripping sweet lies of life

These strings play my goodbye

I can feel You my love

No need for lesser drug

A breath, a whisper sigh

Knowing love will not die

A strange mingling flow

Of mind and spirit show

Enticing me with heat

You should be cold my sweet

I sense You kneeling there

Your presence like a prayer


©Charlotte Rose Hamby

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