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Theme: Intimacy

Cradle of Creation

The melody
Of my lover's voice
Resounds within me
Until there is no "me" left

The glow
Of my lover's face
Leaves an ache
Like the source of creation

The burn
Of the brush
Of her hand on mine
Wounds then heals me

Listen !
A life without love
Is cold ice that
no sun can melt

Your lover's heart
Can cradle creation
Bow down before her
And lose yourself...
 
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22-Apr-2007

More By  :  Charles Cavanaugh

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