Mother's Dont Cry

18

still thinking of your body wrapped up in mine
a love so good
it's divine
I think of you in my flesh
our oneness
feinding for each other
as if it were our last time to touch
I imagine your lips
inches from mine
your heart
beating
your eyes
beaming
and the sound of your voice rings in my ears
and so I want to release my fears
as I drift to sleep
waiting for your hand to connect with mine
your eyes
your smile
divine
that mind
it thinks so much like mine
divine