Wednesday, February 23, 2011

When I think of
my love
(the sun shines inside of me)

& She dreams of mountain lions
& the stories her angel whispers in
her ear

(and that angel wants nothing more)
than for his love
to return to the mountain

which is her home
the one she left,
to find her home

& she knows his home is inside
her and that her love
sits like sunlight on top of the
rock
that is inside the heaven they found
in each others eyes
one day high in the forest.

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