I’ve dipped my fingertips into grains of sand
Gazed have my eyes into the ocean
In wonder of a world somewhere
Other than where I stand
My eyes have gazed upon heaven
Laying down in a field surrounded by wild flowers
Sulking in a soft gentle breeze
Awaiting his breath to touch my lips once more
Yet my heart dwells in infinity
A part of me weeping the palm of his hand
Touch that of mine
Only to awaken our hour and eternity
Copyright 2010
George
Sheri
Regis
fEE