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Missing…



Outside rain is falling
And a voice traces my heart
Gliding over me like sweet
Summer breeze
…slowly fading

In perfect form
Petals slowly fall,
Softly touching
My hidden dreams
…needing you

Reaching a realm of radiance
My mind drifts away
In dreams of love
Within the stars,
Dazzling my vision

I hear a voice and see
Its beauty behind the words,
Prismatic splendor…
Bright tones gently
Flying into light

A lifetime of waiting,
Wanting to touch
The singing sky
Found within a kiss
…aching for nearness

In tearful grace I sink
Where cascading waves
Sing faintly
On silken sand
…fading into you

“Missing”
Becomes physical pain
Washed by moon’s luminary essence,
Empowering emotions
Lifting my heart and hopes
…one day
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