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
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Silently in the depths of my soul
my yearning heart does await,
for the one that has been promised
my love, my all, my truth, my fait.
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