My dear, || Poem Series

Father of my children man of my dreams,

tell me words of love and show me all the visions from your dreams.

Whisper the words- the ones you know I like.

You have taken my heart,

as you have taken my mind.

Love me forever like the spirit of the divine.

The elders see us as do I,

dancing in the sea of possibilities as you pull me close from behind.

You kiss my ear and my heart melts,

the touch of you I have never felt.

We are together but miles apart. 

We have history,

but yet to know... 

For times like these they show us treasure, 

for times like these not even miles could measure.

 

(guided by D, ending by B)

Love,

C

 

 
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