The Journey
As rivers bendSo do my thoughts
That turn on rocks
And hills beyond
My vision
This is you
I see
Pleasing, forming,
Knowing me.
This, I do
I see you smile
As I am only
Here a while.
Staying, loving you
I see.
Testing mine and yours
To be.
Raining
Till I'm soaking wet
Tasting you, I'm sure to get
In you
Where is my open door?
Walking
So my heart will soar.
8-8-09
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