Saturday, July 23, 2005

When I Touch Your Hand

When I reach and touch your hand
I feel an agreement of words
sailing as a single heart, elated
all shifted and divided by thirds.
The sun, beaming its noon time heat
the moonglow with its rings of love
my soul, enamored with joy
singing all praises to heaven above.

Del Cano 2004

Yes, Love, we do sail as a duo. (Smile)

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