Thursday, December 15, 2005

would i, could i

heartbreakingly beautiful
spirited being,
soft as dawn
and fragile like tiny bones;
oh! that I could wrap her in love
and the light would shine,
white brilliance,
purest sun,
and from that lighted love
her heart would be full
and her spirits would
burn bright,
and we would smile like
we cry,
and tomorrow we
could know
only love.


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