“Love is a burning desire, that makes your heart light on fire.” Ritu Ghatourey
Her Sigh The softness of her sigh touched my tidal dream with eloquent slow water on the softest pillows of sand clouds on summer days when worlds not seen come close in gauzy thinness that I touch but only with a feltness of heart that wells up in me and wants to love the whole swirling lot of her. ©Paul Vincent Cannon
The Reluctant Poet 