A misty sunrise fills the east With yellow, gold and red. The bowl of space a palest blue, Sheds light upon our bed. The warmth beside my soul, a feast Of love for only you. So let the birds, with song, remain Within the morning hours, To pour upon the crisp, new day A hope, like cleansing showers. For you I send refreshing rain To wash the past away. A quiet breeze so warm and slow, Has drifted ‘cross my face. It brings the scents from flower climbs, And leaves without a trace. It stirred this battered heart, you know, To love this perfect time. Like whispers lost at sea, we soar Beyond the sky of fire. Together. Lost together, free To claim our each desire. Like leaves we float to earth, once more To close our eyes and be.
Posted on: Sat, 07 Sep 2013 07:01:54 +0000
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