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Literature Text
J ust having you touch my life
was, an honor to hold.
For yours was, an aesthetic nature
from day one, presented me in gold.
In the time that you gave
and the moments we shared
ours, was a strong bond.
A direct and peaceful
meeting of the souls;
of the hearts, of the senses,
of the minds.
M y heart cried out
with joy, with freedom
as silently, my spirit was freed...
to search out the truth
to find, to 'be with'
my alter ego, who came to be...
M y life and my friend
my reason for living
my sadness....You are are all of these.
For when you entered my life
I began to glow
with the recognition, of 'inner peace'...
Y ou were the light at the beginning of my rainbow;
now the truth
to be found at the end.
In the opened arms, of compassion
and promise.
To 'be again'...God given.
©
For Jim R.I.P.
Another golden oldie - An Acrostic poem.