HEATHER’S SYMPHONY
(prose)
Somehow the secret door of time
has been unlocked. Allowing us
to look within our souls and find
each other.
The one I have cultivated in the
chambers of my mind. Reaching
through the veil of time, we have
finally come in contact. Each
pulling the other into existence.
I gently trace the lines of time
in your handsome face. Feel you
softly breathing as you lie in my
arms sleeping. You are everything
I have ever imagined.
Our souls must have met and loved
in past life times. Once again we
meet and love as before.
copyright heather burns
remembering a kiss..seemed it was missed..
By: kalabalu on May 16, 2014
at 12:20 am