Sometimes the love of your life is only a moment dreaming in the light.
She walks without a sound
A sigh escapes my sleeping eyes
Her hands are holding flowering stars
Planets spin to a tune she hums
Forests of rhymes fall and tumble through her hair
Histories of civilizations are there
Woven right
In the light
She speaks a word a seed
Planting my deepest need
Into the heart that is my ground,
Someday an opening will appear
The staircase trees leading upwards where
Know ever one is another sphere
Closing night
In the light.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2015-05-02 at 10:59
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In The Light
In the lightShe walks without a sound
A sigh escapes my sleeping eyes
Her hands are holding flowering stars
Planets spin to a tune she hums
Forests of rhymes fall and tumble through her hair
Histories of civilizations are there
Woven right
In the light
She speaks a word a seed
Planting my deepest need
Into the heart that is my ground,
Someday an opening will appear
The staircase trees leading upwards where
Know ever one is another sphere
Closing night
In the light.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
Read 621 times
Written on 2015-05-02 at 10:59
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