Starslight
She is starslight without any shadow
Where darkness is not allowed to be found
She is pure as a God's given meadow
Her voice is the purest ultimate sound
She says we will meet after an earthly realm
Patience until then we must be content
Lest in desire we unwisely overwhelm
What God has wrought to us be sent
Then we willingly touch as souls complete
And loving, gaze into each others eyes
And soaring through time so indiscreet
Seeing into our souls with such sweet surprise
In time we will forget this earthy place
Where touch could not, never to happen
Never to see, to touch, to taste your face
Except by this, to my God given pen
poem by Midnights Voice
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