Love Letter From the Soul Xxviii
My M,
It's hard
it's so so very hard
ripples moving out
then faster moving in
birthed from the womb of a babe
jaded in eyes
yet of not one sin
sun and moon, sun and moon
riding the rise of a soulful tune
entranced we dance
where the pied piper once played
entwined, heel to toe
head to toe, heal to tow
honey we bestow
upon one another
love in throes
from the past to now
now it too shall pass
elbows bent
we sit close, we imbibe
cheek to cheek
no one strong, no one weak
tongues speak and reach
deep inside the warmth
your warmth
oozing from beneath
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