Musings on love…
Holding in Rapture
Lost in time
Lost in love
Lost in you
Lost to the Loneliness
Of not being known
Lost to the emptiness
Of broken promises
Found in your arms
And every sigh of your passion
Found in your heart
That warms every thought
And tenders every word spoken
into the finest strands of gold
Wrapping, binding, holding
Protecting, warming, adorning…
Every beat
Holding in rapture my tender love
Saturday Soul 
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