I can see into your heart
It beats red hot like mine
Filled with tiny spirals of love
Encapsulated in layers of lust
The core though is the binder
And not the hard sea shell
And when we shudder lust off
Love remains, though hidden inside
Where only you and I can see
The life that beats our hearts
© 2006 Sara Coslett
Artwork courtesy of: http://www.paperwishes.com/archive/layouts-08172004.html
Beautiful in art and contents... "Love Spirals" glows.
In admiration,
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
such a part of life
such a pain
such a wonder
pax A
- Bill
Fee
Ron