High

by The DaveJon   Mar 8, 2007


A gentle whisper in the night
Passing through the cold bite
Of a world reeling from hurt
And feelings that are curt

A whisper reaching the ears
Of the lonely two souls
Passing all the fears
And the ball rolls

Two souls awakening
To love slowly gathering

A distance great
A curse worse than fate
To keep the two apart
Who begin sharing one heart

A passion ignited
Angels shimmering with light
Two people delighted
In the depth of the night

Two souls awakening
To love slowly gathering
Filling with desire
Going higher on fire

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