Hearing you calling out my name
I can hear you but I can't see you
it's really not the same
just a breeze howling
from your place in the loam
But the moments linger
as dawn rises over the stones
and you touch my soul with a kiss
as the door to tomorrow swings
on hinges of your loneliness
Welcoming me to your dark
as the silence harmonize
with a gesture of a smile
and a sermon of love
as you immerse my hips
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