Blind closeness...Shared without sight
I reach to catch the rays of sun from his eyes
I long to feel the warmth on my skin
That comes from his look of love....
The storn rages on, outside the skies are dark
The promise of sunlight, dim..
I cry the dry tears of the lonely
Suddenly light comes, ....
From the mere existence of him
I feel his hand touch my face
And from my heart. an electricity flows
Recharging the battery of wounded flesh
Recalling the battles , long fought
I accept his strength once, again.....
I now feel the softness of rain on my skin
And not knowing from where it came
I turn my head slowly towards him
The rain is just his tears.....
Silently calling my name
Copyright Susan Jane Kahon
June 3. 2005
ICYU
Recovered: April 6th, 2024
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