The Stone Institute

One More Time

The clouds danced in the sky,
As I thought of your tender skin.
The cold world in which we live chaps my heart.
But the warmth of your soul soothes the roughness.
When I dream of you next to me,
I see the vibrant colors of love.
There was a time when every day was just another day.
Now it is an enchanted adventure filled with happiness of knowing you.
If you ever doubt the power of your hands,
Look at the clay you’ve help to mold.
Be still my love.
I only wish to enjoy your presence,
One more time.

Posted by Kevin Merigian at 12:22 PM
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