On a visit to the world of harmony
By artis
I open the door of a sesame cottage it is a bright inviting place where golden beams of sunlight caress the waiting face of a lovely dark-eyed lady reading poetry her lips enunciating each word deliciously as she rests in a soft, plush chair she looks up at my entrance and captures me in the glow of a light brighter then any sun it is understanding her knowledge of my hopes my knowledge of hers as well hopes for a world we love her sweet perfume draws me closer I follow its scent walking as if in a dreamstate to stand before her warming her with my smile then bending like a thirsty beast at the cool stream of an oasis she fills my drink I drink my fill I kiss her cheek and whisper appealing words that flow like the ripples of the Nile with a flavour of milk and honey her eyes take on the weight of fresh morning dew her hands clasp mine she sighs................ and then smiles too all afternoon as the dust swirls in the sun's beams we float in a peaceful flight two hearts swirling in the warmth of friendships light ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~~~~~~*~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~**~~~**~~ "Would that all the dusty souls of this planet could shake free of holds barred, and join us in the swirling warmth of friendships lights. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*-artis Written February 28th, 2002 © on Feb 28 2002 03:38 AM PST 0 • 12
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"I open the door..."