Reincarnated
Makes me smile when you say
sweet nothings with your eyes
the way you hold my hand
sweeps my cares away
and breaks all doubt of who loves me most
or is this a dream?
How can I remember
your tangerine touch
before it actually occurs?
Because my soul beckons yours prior to birth
in a saucy siren-like thunder
As liquid lightening your soul answers
burning passion in my consciousness
charisma karma carrying
my heart like a torch
for all to see like a teal tattoo
for all to feel as fuchsia fire
Dandelion dimples on my mind are memories
wrinkles of past waves of future
like curve of my lips
we go full circle in time
which we travel within prayers for guidance
to and fro to live and die
to be born and find
each other in a new way
a new day and another life
or was that just a dream
what you stranger I crave
do to me.
Copyright © Karen Jones | Year Posted 2021
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