Posted by: Ron DuBour | November 18, 2014

The One~by Rikki Bertrand



The One

The beauty that lies within my soul,
Is meant for only one.
It waits there dormant and asleep,
Waiting for that one to come.

All that comes before that time,
Are like dust in the wind,
Passing by in the mist of life,
Wavering on the edge of pretend.

My beauty waits for that one dear one,
That will embed in my heart and soul.
That will whisper sweet nothings in my ear.
Rock my rhythm and take control.

That one will come to me someday,
She will fall straight into my lap,
I will feel her deep inside of me.
Latching on to remove all gaps.

©Rik Bertrand (NOV 2014 #22) she fell…. I caught

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