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Heather's Symphony
somehow the secret door of time has
been unlocked. Allowing us to look
within our souls, and find each
other.
The one I have always cultivated in
the chambers of my mind.
Reaching through the veil of time,
we have finially come in contact.
Each pulling the other into existence.
Time has provided a window, so we
could look into the future.
Somehow we have reached through the
portals of time, and touched each other.
Searching through the canyons of our
minds, refusing to surrender.
I gently trace the lines of time in
your handsome face. Feel you softly
breathing, as you lie in my arms
sleeping. You are everything I have
ever imagined.
Our souls must have met, and loved
in past life times. Once again we meet,
and love as before.
poem
by
Heather Burns
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