Monday, 18 February 2008

Claire

It leaves within me
An exquisite tingling
Almost painful
Yet pleasurable
Tendrils of melodious beauty course through my minds vein
The hand of my soul almost touching it
Reaching out
A shiver passes,
As heart strikes heart
A feeling so sublime
Delicate in nature
A gentle caress upon the one who listens
As it ever so slowly draws towards its end.

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