Geoff Warden - Every Time....

Slow
The caress of skin
Beckons within
From the voice of words
That touch
And roam
And stir inside
The lost emotions
Try to hide
Buried deep
Composer keep
Emoting seeps
Ramped rapids
Flood the gate
Need to create
In illusion
Reality
That only
Brings life
To the
Dead

Geoff Warden

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