Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Where God touches sky

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Where God touches sky you pry my eyes away
to play upon an evidence of a beauty transcendent.
Dark and chaotic, sweet as sunshine, and you play
reaching for the chord that cuts like a sword meant,
across the strings of my heart like an harpist,
to liberate the lost memories and harmonies that kiss
me like a lover, as you hover between myth and mist,
a baptism of desire and fire that can spark and hiss
and make me dream of the taste of your body, wild
and given like a pear in the marketplace to prove
the power of nature to make me smile like a child
when confronted by evidence of that which can move
even this weary heart to flights of fancy and delight,
dreaming of you giving yourself to me, this night.

William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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