Not Yet Whole

Beloved, I think I've found our home.

In the room our love had always grown.

In the colors I was never shown. 

In the soul you've always known. 

Fly with me, fly with me now.

Let me show you the place, a place without doubt.

Where you're free to be you.

I am free to be me.

And in that freedom we are complete.

I think I'm running out of time.

My destiny has let out its final cry.

Will you join me, will you fly? 

Will you live with me in the home with two sides?

Reviews

[MsJewel]

I am drawn in by the soft beauty of your words. You write with emotion...I can feel your words. Truly stunning my friend.

:) Julie