At The Doors of Heaven

There is a place. Sweet as the smell of breath when whispered your name, into which love has gathered. Inspired by the colors of your soul when fully extended in love. Side by side to any rainbow, your magnificent colors shine through. A place where linear time has no place. Souls in love can travel back to memories rekindled by the sight of a smile. Never could I believe I would stand alone in such a place. Heart in hand. In a place where songbirds chime out the songs of ever after, Like the pleasing sound of children playing. And with my heart, in my hands, my mind can only go back to the one who was to meet me there... At the doors of heaven