20 September 2005

To my rib

Moonlight slowly
filters through
pale silver
enshrouding you
and as the
light surrounds
your face
I feel my
heart quicken
its pace
The touch of
your hand upon
my cheek can
cause me to
tremble, my
knees to go
weak.
Your eyes look
through mine
down into my soul
and here,
in this moment,
I feel whole

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