Passion ignited o're crystal lake
richly illumed to the sweetest dreams
mellow views doth burst at seams
asthetic motions rise and quake.
On winged dreams we rise
fluttering at each a wave
not narry one bit do we save
renewing our love thru eyes.
Await thy bits of loving dole
portions metered to elevate
crying out to totally satiate
O love, you slid into my soul.
DelCan-2004,May
3 comments:
Spencer, what a coincidence, this national geograhpic picture is my desktop! Oh, you surely brought it to life with your romantic view and old english voice. You are an artist, my friend and have most definitely "slid into my soul" as well.
~Tania
"renewing our love thru eyes" and those same eyes are gateways to the soul....
From what I see, your soul is enriched and full...
Hugs!
Chris
yea, but I know what you really want to be sliding into..........
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