Free Verse # 227 (the thought of you)

From my lips to yours,
from your lips to mine
the winds of homecoming
forever blow.

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Your face –
An image carved in mist
Burning in my heart

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Softened by her breath –
the stars of the night
in the river of silence.

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I am all the rivers and the ocean into which they flow.

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Silence became the cup frothing between our souls.

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My past, present, and future—a full circle in her womb.

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This morning my life is a poem in the river of her silence.

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As water to the sea her breath in my heart.

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The thought of you
through me seeps
like rain through the air,
like lightning uniting
earth and sky.