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Soul Spirits (Kyrielle Sonnet)

With naught but air beneath our feet
We dance as one, just you and I,
Across the Moonlit, starry sky
As in our hearts, soul spirits meet.

In clouds that carry dancing feet
I hold you close to kiss your face
And speak the words of love with grace
As in our hearts, soul spirits meet.

But with the sun the stars retreat
And dreams now fade to bring the day
Yet love still shines in words we say
As in our hearts, soul spirits meet. 

There's naught but air beneath our feet
As in our hearts, soul spirits meet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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