Poetry In dance.. a look at the magic that transpires before us each and every morning and all the way through the dark of night
Sunday, June 10, 2007
In your Arms
As the darkness created a soft blanket that illuminated with the end of the events of the day, I felt a peace and calm as my head touched the pillow. With my eyes closed , your voice brought a comfort that embraced all of my fears and desires, creating a net and allowing only love to remain close in heart as emotions mixed with little understanding sifted through. Your vision laying the foundation for my dreams, there I lay in the magical arms of heaven's sent peace.
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