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Showing posts from June, 2012

in stone or in sand?

… and in one day life changed when you touched my caged heart and breathed for me. So I took a chance, together we opened  the door,
Overwhelmed by your gentleness, your affection, the butter soft skin and that Smile… we soared higher  ‘etched in stone or scratched in the sand’ entwined, hopeful…
When you left, the air became stale, tinged with a torrent of hurt I, respectful of your choices and  needs, lay still, lungs  bursting, my loins weep and long for you an ache that burns through my day and my skin stings where your fingers once aroused and soothed, your lips, enflamed, your words filled me with laughter and  fulfilled me with love and hope.
And now, our love ,  suspended
l miss your blue, blue eyes, I still see their sadness, I want to drain them of your doubts and guilt, and fill them with belief
whilst I am left sitting on the sharp edge of pain… but yet, still,  I believe