Saturday, May 29, 2010

Funny Isn't It?

Funny isn’t it,
How your fingers have
scrawled and crawled
across the miles of mystery, where
Your hand has laid itself down
upon my trembling heart; and made its
soothing connections.
Its not just your words,
the music in your lyrics
the rhythm in your heartbeat
the sensing of your tears...
It’s the story of your years
the life between the lines
Resonating with memories
that are mine....
Washing away space and time,
fusing pain and
celebrating joy...
Dancing naked in the rain.