Spirit Move Me

SPIRIT MOVE ME MY spirit moves me all into a fitful night - bleeding dreams of love speaking thoughts ~ so gently. All of my Mind a cyclone softly tearing my heart So, Spirit move me every-time I am near her Sweet woman ~ angel of my Life come, come into my arms And now, now, hold on fast this is the magic at last So whirling like a puzzle within my MIND: baby, so, come into my arms and let me know the wonder so all of you now. Before she sees I've been up and down and some- times all around and she makes me shiver and every-time she smiles, cries, laughs, and speaks matter-of- fact; I get the feeling again what once so quickly disappeared: Dear, where did you come from? Was it the heart-light I kept burning that caught your attention? so up and down and now I get the shivers, quivers, and weak knees And standing upon the edge of Time and caught up inside Life so Love, will you make time for you and me? At least to stop me from shaking? In my mornings I face my dreams and see you there all within my own heart! :: 12-30-2016 ::