Wednesday 27 November 2013

                                      My heart goes out to you,
                   When you look deeper into my eyes.
                   A thousand suns, the tidal waves
                   Within me, they rise.

                   I look up to your slightest touch,
                   Frozen heart it melts,
                   The thousand suns rise again,
                   Secret longing, it swells.

                   I take your hand into mine,
                   The thousand suns subside,
                   For we walk along in the moonlit night.
                   As beautiful as a bride.

 The last time, in a very long time,  I was filled with awe,  was when I witnessed pure joy. The innocent cry  of a four years old  calling ...