Face to face, earth and heaven,
eternal lovers, talking each other
through the light,
infinite distances between them,
but a wonderful living side by side.
This silent poem speaks to us,
before we are and it will continue after us.
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quieter than silence
your voice verberates
gentler than a breeze
your touch penetrates
fills my waking senses
i’m so fragile grateful
to be near you easily
to allow there you are
to trust to feel to love
lucky me lucky you
When I miss your soul,
I send my heart, hidden explorer, to you.
I imagine we are together again,
at least for a few moments,
and our souls thread like in the old times…
sky is gray
air is sharp
my heart is broken
my soul is broken
I am awake
but
I should be asleep
On this grey November afternoon
Carson’s whisper pierces my soul
The heart is truly a lonely hunter
Unexalted, unadorned, longing
An inescapable loving message
How we are each bound to each
By original divine connections
When I was young I didn’t drink gin
But a knew a man, a boy back then
Who ate and drank noting but gin
Gin in a glass
Gin in a cup
Gin in a brownie
and gin with
The rest of the sup.
I never spied a Leprechaun
I never spud a bud
I never drained a darn pipe
Never, not a one.
