Sanctuary of My Mind

Poetry and Prose will take you away, you'll be drifting between darkness and eternal moonlight...savage passion and reasonable love will sing their songs...flickers of happiness,embers of sadness...all you need to forget time is still ticking. (written by a reader)

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Warm Hands

The warmth of her hands against his face
Sends him in search of the better him
She has this way of making him feel
A better person he can be
He reaches for her hand entwined in his
Closing his eyes he sends a prayer
Everyone should be in love like this
At least once in their life.

Jean-Pierre, Dean
5-18-06...7:45pm
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