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Indian Love

I feel you as I close my eyes and
my thoughts bring you near to my heart;
and my love reaches out beyond
where I stand to lay next to you;
the longing to feel your lips against mine;
the emptiness of my arms hanging limply at my sides
as my love draws your spirit to mine
and our love stands naked against the running stream
as the mountains guard the trail of love
our hearts leave as our spirits intertwine . . .

11:35pm November 7, 2012

by Heartsong / Jan Tetstone