Beckoned By A Song
By sidewinder
Envisioned through those miracles of time, Scavengers of life and though the seemless seasons rise through an eon of desperation, A celebration of heart touches where one would except, An enduring gift pleasured evermore, Clasped into the full moon where those that endeavor restore life's full embrace, Beckoned by a song, And dreams hold in a moments passing where a soul glimpses into paradise, And a smile is blown from the tempest of the wind, Yes... mingles forever... within the hour. June 4, 1999 Written March 12th, 2002 © on Mar 12 2002 08:59 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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