Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Home

You speak to me,
I feel your whisper in the wind.
Your words graze my cheeks,
as I watch a bird float by.
My skin tingles,
your sweet aroma tickles my nose.
Is this love?
Is this life?
I see in Your light.
It's so dark,
but you come by,
and I can see everything.
What was dim
shines brightly.
Meet with me,
grab my hand,
and take me to a place
where you are.
In your arms
I am home

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