Even as the warmth lingers – I cannot hold on to the moment long enough.
That I have endeared to follow the beacon of your heart
upon the pathway of our thorns and through the valley of our souls that it has lead me to the edge of the sea of our dreams,
where I watch helplessly as you sink silently
from the hope of my heart’s
- Sky.
© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009
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