My Mind Makes Love
My mind makes love
To the thought of you
It reaches out
To kiss the soul
In you
Each starlit night
I bathe in the dream
Of you
To awaken with thoughts anew
Your heart’s fragrance
Lingers on my mind
Passion scented
Surreal
Guarded by my soul
For the darkness attempts to steal
The emotions
That became so real
Touch me
Where I’ve been wounded the most
Not my pride
But my heart
Stitch together
Lonely shards
Fill it with love and light
As you do in dreams
At night
( Crow Cries)
© Markus Fleiscmann
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Raja's Insight 
Very nice. Makes me wonder what it would really be like to have this kind of relationship.
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Magnificently writen
On Oct 21, 2016 5:34 AM, “Creative Talents Unleashed” wrote:
> TheRaven6825 posted: ” My Mind Makes Love My mind > makes love To the thought of you It reaches out To kiss the soul In you > Each starlit night I bathe in the dream Of you To awaken with tho” >
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