By Francis Ciarrocchi (happyman31@hotmail.com)
Date: 20 April 2000
sparkling eyes
sparkling eyes
As I sit in a swirl of mist, my mind dancing with my heart
The very room soft and warm lost for entirty but only a second in time
My soul slowly slips from my body onto the floor melting into a puddle a soul no more
Feeling the rush of warmth from the sound of your voice…. Gently flowing throughtout
My very life . I have not the strength for thought . a small pull at my hand, a sweet whisper…
I am back again ……. I realize where I’ve been , The very place I want to go again.
You are not here my love , a beautiful dove to take the cold away…. Moving threw this world you fly
I know to return to that heavenly place I must look into your sparkling eyes.
Francis Ciarrocchi .kosovo.
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