Merging of Three
Rhythm
The heart has known the sorrow of lost dreams
And the dreams have lost the touch of soul
And the soul has given up the hope of love
For hope has no strength without the heart
And the heart has no joy without the dream
And the dream is empty without the soul
Your words have given me hope
Your hands have touched deeper then my skin
Your eyes have shown me the path to worlds forgotten
And my soul has taken you to heart, in my dreams...
Trembling beat, for staggering beat
How like an enlightened child my heart skips
The Rhythm not much more than the fluttering of butterfly kisses upon my checks
As your kisses descend upon my face, falling like rain drops, beat after beat
Pooling from the sweetness of your lips, to flow like streams, to a heart that has known the drought of sorrow...