By B.K.
Date: 2004 Jun 19
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Heart Shaped Destiny

Reaching out
Your palm strokes
The down of my face
Then tilts my chin
Ever so slightly upward
To taste the lips
Made for this kiss
Of cosmic time
With tenderness
And hunger
With salt of tears
In heart shapes
Of destiny's march
Through the wilderness
Of at long last
Oh My Darlin
At long last