Saturday, August 1, 2009

Holding You

It is painting
my heart to the
tiger, to the
beautiful meaning.

Sun glows and our
faces, so full,
lighten - we smile.

I'm holding you, my
lips on your shoulder,
my heart in you.

You are love
I want to hold
so close...
to almost...
stop my next breath

My soul lives. And in
us, and next to you, I
know life, love, and
you.