To Touch Your Face
over
the dark
and windy world,
starlight
dances
a
cosmic whirl
around
the black
and
sunless sea,
eternal planets
falling
free.
spin
the sun and
moon around,
catch
a comet
shooting down.
in all
this universal
grace,
I still just wait,
to touch
your
face.
Copyright © Johnette Loefgren | Year Posted 2006
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