Soul Poetry
I can only use my imagination, wondering what you look likeIt draws a blank, for I can not even imagine your beauty
I know inside you is so much passion, I read it daily
You've bared your soul and you have taken mine with it
It is a different type of soul consuming feast we share at our table
We write in depth, like deep waters raging from our pen
Two minds, Two hearts, Two souls, but somehow seem as One
c2010 Lisa A. Tobin
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