Sacred Moments

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I love the way we can talk in bed, anything

and everything becomes important,

facing each other on pillows

looking into our soul stars

as I stroke your hair,

sharing our secrets

and fears, scars disappearing.

Yes there is laughter and rolling around,

most important are the whispers

baring our souls, trusting

we will still be loved,


always safe.

Sacred moments

simply because

I am with you.

Can I read you a poem?


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2016, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“When we love people, we give them hope.”


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