The Heart of the BeastA Poem by Cardinal RobinI reach out your hand a cloud my hand the shroud of ancient mystery
Can you make the sound, are you the player, is my every prayer a deja vu, your history
Recall for me the time of lovers love, my soul quivers in the beast of my heart
The animal in us reaches back to me whispers in heartfelt she, "our souls nevermore apart"
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