She is Touched
Cold and lonely days end.
My mind and heart begin to see her.
Then my eyes and hands did grasp her.
It is not I whom touched her first for we are mature.
Some of the great souls who have shared their spark have departed.
Some are here.
I have seen them, I meet one today.
Love has touched her.
I wish to stay near so that I may touch her again.
Category: love letter
A Love Letter From Lani
Her eyes are as the green gems I seek in the desert yellowed by the sun.
Her smile wide and majestic as the horizon from the mountain top I love so.
I have seen the insight she bares.
To love in full intensity past the risk of hurt .
So now I know my place, never to hurt her, show her harm or turn from her unconditional Love .