At the edge of my soul
you dance a graceful dance
more of a shimmer than a waltz
hauntingly breezy in my memory
the tinkling of your laughter shatters
the silence of my night and bares
witness to the hope of tomorrow.
Touches of you fill
every corner of my heart.
How grateful I am that you have
found your way safely home
and to our bed.
Copyright ©2004 Christina Kay Brown
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