Thursday, March 12, 2009

in the midst

The sun sets in the midst of my heart,
and as the night falls I look to the heavens,
the stars confined to your eyes.
In the most sound part of who I am,
I know that you are good.
You walk in beauty, as if the morning,
as the sun breaks across the horizon,
and in these moments I find myself enthralled by you.

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