Guided to rest in your warm open hand
it instantly turns to a solitary tear
that trickles down your arm
seeming only to vanish.

Surrendered, of all but innocence
your palm seems empty
in return…..
the gentle breeze sends you the sweetest dream,
white, in all her perfection.

Guided to rest upon your warm chest
she rests
only to melt into your soul
pouring radiant light through your veins
and Love into every heart beat.