Such sweet words you speak to me
Though I've never actually heard them
They are like the tiniest drop of dew
That appears as a mighty oasis in the desert
Like a child's small hand, grasping my fingertips
They cling to me so tightly, yet so softly
The edges flowing like water colors
Blending into each other
Overlapping into each protected corner of my heart
Flooding the gates
Causing the dams to burst
So my heart overflows with joy yet again.
Copyright ©2007 Melinda A. Napoletano
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