by the light that reaches…
my eyes.
i cannot understand
the ocean’s depths,
by pressing the shell to my ears…
and listening.
i cannot comphrehend
the freedom of the wind,
as i walk ‘neath the trees
in the moonlight.
but i can know love
that moved whole mountains,
and stopped eternity….
in your touch!
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