Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Void


The stars cannot dance
nor the angels sing.
Light cannot shine
nor the wind whisper.
Nature will not rejoice
nor peace ever come.

I dream of your hand in mine.
I see you face in my future.
Your voice teases my mind.
Your perfume haunts my life.
My soul is pierced by your eyes.
I tremble to approach you.

Yet without you,
the stars cannot dance
nor the angels sing.

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