the joy
and as we speak
I feel my spirit awake
soft as the wave
on a tender sea
the joy of knowing you
makes me warm
like a summers day
and I drift like a cloud
through you
as your voice touches me
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2006-12-29 at 16:18




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