If my eyes were flowers <br />they'd bloom <br />in your view; <br />my hands <br />extensions of <br />your sky blue <br />eyes. <br /> <br />If walking <br />is common place <br />not so now <br />for each step <br />draws near our wedding day. <br /> <br />I lay down in the creek bed <br />and the Water Bliss <br />washes over me. <br /> <br />My crown <br />of Fleur de Lis <br />harbors the sounds of birds singing. <br /> <br />Light my footsteps, <br />long my faith <br />ever extending <br />this road we take <br />and that <br />is all the meaning <br />I need <br />in this life; <br />you and I <br />finger tip <br />to <br />finger tip <br />souls <br />embraced. <br />I do.<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/finger-tip-to-finger-tip/
