In my heart there is a love that speaks to me from the silence of night,
sleep deprived I indulge in a taste just as ripe//
Much like a light is to eyes finding the way,
yet to walk straight on the path until one is met by the day//
The same feelings erupts, the bubbling is heartfelt,
expression in effervescence can make ones heart melt//
Feel the streams of comfort as the flow from the hands,
each moment expands in it's passing, lifetimes in grains of sand//
©Krishna Volk 2010
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