The Thirst of the Soul
Posted On December 10, 2020
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I am a flame
that mounts off you
never to burn again
do not close your eyes
let me in
then lock the door
come to the garden of fragrance
mingle your scent in the grass
the moonlight will whisper it in my ear
resonating with you
my world will blossom
like a flower…long forgotten
night opens her tresses
the moon turns blue
yearning to catch stars
fall upon me
like silver dew on autumn grass
reflect my soul in your liquid fire
beyond all space, time and distance
our souls stand on tiptoe
to hold each other up