somehow the secret door of time has <br />been unlocked. Allowing us to look <br />within our souls, and find each <br />other. <br />The one I have always cultivated in <br />the chambers of my mind. <br /> <br />Reaching through the veil of time, <br />we have finially come in contact. <br />Each pulling the other into existence. <br />Time has provided a window, so we <br />could look into the future. <br /> <br />Somehow we have reached through the <br />portals of time, and touched each other. <br />Searching through the canyons of our <br />minds, refusing to surrender. <br /> <br />I gently trace the lines of time in <br />your handsome face. Feel you softly <br />breathing, as you lie in my arms <br />sleeping. You are everything I have <br />ever imagined. <br /> <br />Our souls must have met, and loved <br />in past life times. Once again we meet, <br />and love as before.<br /><br />Heather Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/heather-s-symphony/
