FoundA Poem by Alfred KukitzThe Beauty of Love
I was beyond her face and eyes.
I looked far into the whole wonder of her happiness, her glow, her ever loving flow of joy streaming out into my eyes and into the atmosphere. Radiance. The warmth and its gentleness seeping into the pores of our being. the language of which I'll never know. We had once found this kind of dream, the ether slipping into our memories, caressing our minds and sweeping it all into lostness. I can here it calling! Siren of the ages, lighting a way for us to join in the lostness. Found
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Added on September 10, 2014Last Updated on September 10, 2014 AuthorAlfred KukitzDeering, NHAboutYes, I'm still here. Just jazzing up my about me story. Sorry I don't die at the end. more..Writing
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