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Monday 2 December 2013

My Lips

Touched her longing soul
Wandering spirits reunited
Whisked by destinies spark
Protected by karma's
Promise

Our souls once
Challenged, thrown
Against prevailing winds
Streaming, beckoning
Relentless

Gilded by a forgotten
History not of this
Time, two wanting souls
Reunited by breath's
Touch.

Edwin James


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