Him
His words touch me,
reaching down to a place,
that had long been asleep...
or dying...
deep inside my soul, my body.
I have seen his face...
never met him..
yet I feel
his heart, his soul.
A shiver travels up my spine.
Not from cold...
from the heat..
of his words, his thoughts.
My mind floats,
heart beating quickly,
flames turn from sleeping embers,
to consume, and devour.
To wake in me...
that place..
I thought was gone.
Our lives entwined,
yet seperate.
Never to know,
only imagine,
and dream...
of him..
and me.
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His words touch me,
reaching down to a place, that had long been asleep...
or dying...
deep inside my soul, my body.
I have seen his face...
never met him..
yet I feel
his heart, his soul.
A shiver travels up my spine.
Not from cold...
from the heat..
of his words, his thoughts.
My mind floats,
heart beating quickly,
flames turn from sleeping embers,
to consume, and devour.
To wake in me...
that place..
I thought was gone.
Our lives entwined,
yet seperate.
Never to know,
only imagine,
and dream...
of him..
and me.
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ABOUT US |
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| KOREA PHOTOS 2 |
KOREA PHOTOS 3 |