The Presence
A kiss in the morning
softly waking me
like a bright ray of sunshine
breaking through dark rainclouds
A hand on my forehead
gently cooling the fire
of a fever inside
healing any illness and pain
Fingers entangling my hand
like a beacon in any storm
shattering all fear and fright
bringing light in any darkness
Heartbeat to heartbeat
An entity of unity
Her name is Love
AKA my sweet angel woman
© Froststorm Jan. 2006