Friday, August 26, 2016

My woman

My woman
I dont want to breathe without your air in my lungs
My sleep can't be sleep without the warmth of your flesh
I won't dream without your wisdom and strength
Your touch or caress changes the frustrations and the stress
The tears we may share are the streams of our souls
There are no shadows when we walk, by your side there is only sun
Our lives are tightly entwined like the weaving of silk
We make real because we are one
Mine and yours are indelibly one in itself

Inspired by an apricot, Stephen

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