Look To The Sky

Can you feel me close?

Look to the sky and see the stars shining down on you.

As they do, they shower you with my warmth and love.

 

Can you feel my hand? Look to the sky and see the moon’s soft glow.

It’s caress is my hand gently nestling itself in yours.

 

Can you feel my heart’s smile?

Look to the sky and see the sun, feel it’s heat on your face.

It’s radiant kiss is my heart surrounding and protecting yours with my love.

 

Whenever the distance seems to great, look to the sky.

And know that what my eyes see also passes through yours, and makes the miles seem not so great and never so much that we cannot reach out and touch with our hearts.

This entry was written by Maioush, posted on January 24, 2008 at 12:24 am, filed under Peoms. Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post. Post a comment or leave a trackback: Trackback URL.

8 Comments

  1. chikapappi
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 12:30 am | Permalink

    awwwww… that’s cuuute :$

  2. Maioush
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 12:32 am | Permalink

    AWWW enti elli fazee3a Chika :D i mean you responses are SOOOOOOO fast girl :)

  3. Jumana
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 2:47 am | Permalink

    kteer nice :)

  4. wonders
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 4:28 am | Permalink

    very dreamy and sweet :)

  5. mr.anonymous
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 6:34 am | Permalink

    stop haunting me lady! “closes curtains and hides away from the window”

  6. Maher
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 7:55 am | Permalink

    So..another blogger is obviously high on something..
    Lem 7alak i know! LoL

    Nice poem..

    (btw…msg sent) :P

  7. Maioush
    Posted January 24, 2008 at 9:23 am | Permalink

    Jumana:
    SAAANK U! :D

    Wonders:
    dearmy.. that’s true :)

    mr.anonymous:
    LOL!! o can’t i can’t.. ba7ebbo ya baba!! :D

    Maher:
    LEM 7ALAK!! :D Sanks!

  8. rose
    Posted February 3, 2008 at 1:13 am | Permalink

    its so romantic

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