Donna Smith PoetryLove as God loves us |
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The Quickening
Engulfed by the splendor that is you
My Heart, my heart Like a lowly vine I cling to you You nurture my being and I am secure I know not why or how this came to be Yet like a dream you appear and like a daydream you linger My heart, my heart I liken you to the stars that shine in the heavens Brilliant to the glance, yet greater than they appear--- You---are---beautiful! Oh my heart, my heart I grab my chest and feel it’s beat So fast, so intense, so alive---you do this to me My body quivers at your touch My lips moisten at the anticipation of your kiss My mind is stimulated by your words I am lost—what do I do? Oh my heart. My heart
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Date: 07 March, 2008 2008 Copyright PoetryCraze.com. |