Four weeks seem like an eternity, but the memories remain vivid. The Dancer by the Lake In dreams I glimpse an Angel by the shore Dancing to music unheard by mortal ears Arms encircling a lover imagined From eyes tightly closed, flow softly her tears. Her movements are slow, so very passionate I see her in sleep and I see her awake My destiny calls me to return to her Forever to clasp her and dance by the lake.
Posted on: Tue, 10 Sep 2013 12:13:22 +0000