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Of late my
love it often seems that we cross paths only as the black cat without luck Love, fondness, adoration remain but seem swept aside by the concerns of the day to day and there are times when this bothers the both of us. Breathe deeply. Come with me away from this for an hour a moment a lifetime... in dreams we sail the oceans salt wind whipping our hair a thousand thousand stars reflected in each eye framing you framing me as we touch In dreams we float on breezes touch the clouds, the moon, the sky and drift on wings of love In dreams we stand on mountains underneath the driving rain and the wrappings of the busy day disappear as the rain competes with hands and mouths and skin on skin to touch the closest. Come to me my love and stand with me breathe in the lilac blossoms kiss the rain bathe beneath the stars and let love have its way. Work is done in waking time -- our dreams... are ours. Return to The Snow Rises |