Victoria
July 22nd, 2011 by David William WeisnerVicki, you are
gentle as
a spring breeze
Beautiful
as a
sad song
You sit
in silence
and wonder
Contemplating
the mysteries
of time
Creating
the structures
of a new reality
Boundless
Beautiful
On fire and free
Vicki, your stillness
heals me
through my dark hours
And your heart
burns through
my soul
As your
Angel eyes
stay with me
And cross
over into
the fabric of my mind
Knowing you
I am changed
and lifted
Becoming
more of
who I am
You are
beautiful
and pure
Set apart
and higher
then the rest
You are
Ecuador
on a hot summer night
Gentle
and fragile
you are my flower
