Monday, April 24, 2006

Rain




Colliding into your infiniteness
drenches my soul

Small sharp kisses
that wake me unto reality

Tickling my skin
from my neck to my breasts

I laugh and shiver
as we play the game of life

Dying and Living...
as I melt in your embrace

Your grace, Lord...I long to bathe in it

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