The What and Who of Meandering About

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Love's Haunting

     My love,
You haunt me.
     I cannot escape
     The power of your presence,
     Even when worlds apart.
  Your smile
     Remaining vibrant in my memory
  Your fragrance
     Caught on the wings of the breeze
  Your touch
     Rippling through my body
You haunt me.
     Echoing beneath the noise of my world
  Your voice
     Repeating throughout nature's magnificence
  Your form
     Lingering still upon my lips
  Your kiss
     Even when worlds apart
     The power of your presence
     I cannot escape
You haunt me.
     My love.

by Brian Shivers, June 17, 2011

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