Slow <br />The caress of skin <br />Beckons within <br />From the voice of words <br />That touch <br />And roam <br />And stir inside <br />The lost emotions <br /> Try to hide <br />Buried deep <br />Composer keep <br />Emoting seeps <br />Ramped rapids <br />Flood the gate <br />Need to create <br />In illusion <br />Reality <br />That only <br />Brings life <br />To the <br />Dead<br /><br />Geoff Warden<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/every-time-12/
