The Rivers' Dried Full
As something in deep blue waters fadesOur breath through walls between us wades
No more the walls, they vanish, gone,
And take as is, this sacred spawn.
And every cell that's passed is blessed
And of love alone the heart is dressed
Open to me, my dove, and see
The wonder that is 'tween you and me
Poetry by CrowRider
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Written on 2011-01-27 at 22:14
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