And so it is I am lost…Walking the divinity of your eyes
losing myself in their expression, in love and scars
of history past, among desire and flaming fires, in gentle
touches unknown to me. In patient whispers and a
protective stance,. and so it is that I am lost to a yearning,
deep and cumbersome, raw and inviting, primal and ancient
traversing the echos of time your eyes call to my soul…
and I am lost in their sea stepping ever closer, to be.
Karen Hayward ©2017
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