Monday, August 18, 2008

Gentle

On gentle nights

I wade into you

Again


I sip at your mouth

Like a thirsty one

Who once did drink

I mourn silently

Lost, found

Found lost

I take hands

Willingly into

The heart of mine

Feel their containing

In soul

I seize eyes

Once wanting

Once being

All

And soon I am lost

In the only gentleness

I ever wanted to lose

My self in

Gentle one

I cry for you

Are my hearts desire

The only only

I know

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