Wilderness, Warriors and Wordsmithery

Monday, 4 June 2007

Transcendence

if words could wrap in comfort, and your voice hold snug my head
if I could hear your body, and breathe everything you've said

if your thoughts could be inhaled, and interpreted as scent
our flesh could be unspoken, unveiling all we truly meant.
Posted by Natasha at 21:39

1 comment:

JohnnyBlack said...

THIS is brilliant and I regret taking so long to say it.

2 February 2009 at 00:47

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