Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Impressions

And then dreams
Long and persistent
Take me off to you beloved you
Not unlike when all in me turns cold
I should find life vigorous and strong
Ringing the bells
Of my soul’s dingy door
Asking permission
To let me be again


And in the day the sun comes shining
So tender in me you melt
Leaving only
An impression of warmth