A Warm Love

A Warm Love

My love for thee, Goddess,
Lifts me up.

Past the trees
Past the buildings
Beyond the moon
Beyond the stars

How can this
small body
contain such a love
I ask.

Love isn't bound
by bodies
or even spirits,
She answered.

Love is All and
All is Love
There is nothing
Earthly about it.

Just allow this
warm love
to take you
and you shall know happiness

by
Kiersten

Copyright October 23, 1999

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