August 08 2014
I was sitting on my little ledge…
A portal to the day’s end… trying to veg… and I could hear…
if I strained my ear…
Just as clear… as if snuggling near… the sounds of night.
The cricket’s song…
the murmuring bird… tucked in tight…for the night,
Fireflies dazzling, what a sight…
but the peace and stillness that calmed my soul…made me whole…was the feel of your hand in mine…entwined… as we stared into the night…delight.
Art: Heather
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