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Anchored

Take my hand in yours and guide me to the grassy clearing

Lay me gently beneath the cerulean sun soaked sky

Rest my weary mind atop your wondering heart

I pray the weight of these thoughts wont crush you

Slowly I drift..

To where your every nuance becomes my loving obsession

To where last nights worries are gone and tomorrow is too far away

And to where we are celebrated and congratulated

A subtle breeze dances off my skin as you run your fingers through my hair

The sun brightly soaking through my eyelids

Coloring my dreams bright orange and yellow

This is Heaven

This is Heaven

This is heaven

My Body heavy like a rock implanted in the land, my spirit floats

And when your lips find mine, I feel the Earth rotate

The pull of the tides, the weight of gravity

Moved to tears, moved to joy

Moved, yet here I remain anchored in your arms

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Hi Amirah
 

Fabulous write, thanks for sharing this verse, my applause, my five stars

My Body heavy like a rock implanted in the land, my spirit floats

And when your lips find mine, I feel the Earth rotate

The pull of the tides, the weight of gravity

Moved to tears, moved to joy

Moved, yet here I remain anchored in your arms

Regards

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Amirah X

Thank you for the kind words Willamsji, I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment :)

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