Monday, July 25, 2011


She emanates her moonlight
Warmth feeds our children's sighs

Onyx heart and jasper collide
Golden hands shine from inside
A promise sworn, engraved in mine
Arising souls, be soothed by
Our love

He sets fire on lavender ghosts
Melody feeds our children's hopes

Born in cold, their flames will ignite
Like garnet shards, embracing our light
Their spirits burn through all in my mind
On their own, guided by
Our love