Saturday, January 4, 2014

Love brings me home*

Love brings me home*

Silent I am for I sit here alone

This is a moment that seems all my own
I feel the pulse that goes out then in
It is my heart beating over and over again
For what is here, directs me inside more and more
Seeing from within, feeling the Soul* for sure
This love that it attracts me closer to the heart
Showing this place of origin so that I will never ever part

Dom*Colucci 2014

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