James...

Like the stream that runs gently
down the mountain
You calm me

Like the winds that stir and twirl
across the sea
You arouse my every essence

Like the fire burning on a
cold winters night
You warm me

Like the safety a mother
gives to her child
You secure me

Like the silhouette's
on the wall
You join me

I love you...
You are my soul



Copyright © 1998 Janette Medley

    








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