Wednesday, December 12, 2012

For Stephen

The sound of your voice
moves through my heart,
plays at my strings,
ties up my mind
with the constant thought of you.

I love to watch you,
you move like a storm,
true and strong across my sky.

Singing, breathes
senseless yearning into me.
may I always be here,
arms filled
with the miracle
of you.

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