Gentle Stirrings

The Night Is Raining Fire

There Is A Stirring in My Heart...

Filling Me with Desire

Embers light the Dark.

The Waters  alit with starlight

Warm winds kiss My face ...

Memories of You are stirring

I'm wrapped in the moons embrace.

Thoughts of love now fading

A coolness grips My soul...

Night birds softly singing

Of dreams that won't unfold.

Be Gone now Gentle Stirrings

That Hold me in Your grasp ...

Let loose of Broken heartstrings

Be Gone from me at last.

Let Night Skies Rain with Fire

Seer the Stirring in My Heart...

To help the memories of You I hold

Fade like Embers in the Dark.

By Pam Gallo

copyright 2007