As soon as we take our first breath the journey begins to find that special one, needs to be read slowly. Inspired by a dear heart for all our hearts.
Manque d'air à la naissance
Ever since birth
i have struggled to breathe
the air was thin and unwanted
but you are the sweet summer breeze
the cool autumn mist
the scent - from every perfumed spring flower
The air is so rich
and i breathe so deeply
and want for nothing more.
And the crimson rain of your heart
falling softly
timeless
timeless
falling so softly
as each tear touches my life
it seeps into my very soul.
And falling gently
through the cascade of your thoughts
I begin to understand
and want for nothing more.
So my ghost
my shadow
can you hold me
and never let me go?
for i have waited long
in dreams of dark and blue
for a heart such as yours
to hold me close
beneath the purple moon.
You are the sweet summer breeze
you are all
I ever need.
© Rik - 07/03/2006
Poetry by Rik
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Written on 2006-03-07 at 13:49
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