She reached in, touched the
heart of my soul !
I once, kissed away the dew
from her eyes.
Her soul, her heart, I
truly do not know,
nor do I know, what ?,
behind her heart lies.
I can only guess at what
doth show
within the essence of her
many sighs.
Upon solar winds that doth blow.
Upon silver wings high in
the skies.
Tomorrow descends, she will
arrive.
For a moment my heart will
come alive.
I cannot help but want so
much more.
Even if it has been five
years,
since she closed that beautiful
door.
Now, when I think of her,
it is always with tears
washing up, upon memories,
sandy shore.
Memories of her never fade
away, again
and again, written in the
subconscious, they remain
a constant flow, the
essence of many a refrain.
Happy Birthday my Love !!!
B. J. “A” 2
September 29th 2015
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