Your Name

October 3, 2009
When I call out your name
The syllables roll off my tongue
And float towards the sky
And the heavens open
The light shines down
The warmth of love
Sprinkles down upon me
Like I am in a rain storm
Of happiness
I wish I could fly
To join you in the heavens
But for now
I will wait here
Dreaming of the sky

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