Friday, January 1, 2010

One

Dedicated to Rachelle & Jaycee --

If I hum into a bottle
your name comes back to me
in fractions of letters
that make our souls as one (as one)

If I stare into your eyes
all your dreams come back to me
with visions of love
that make up life as one (as one)

If I hold your hand in mine
will your touch come back to me
with a thousand nights before us
our days as one (as one)

-- The Sound of Walls

1 comment:

  1. What a beautiful poem. I reread it three times because it echoed back to me.

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