Image Of Love
By sidewinder
Dream on my sweet love, For the fantasies that you weave clings for my heart, But alas... Celebrations in harmony transform a spirit forgotten, Yet remembered, And compassion teaches those who need the night, Where is the covenant in each one's arms felt in silence? Does the magic reveal time held only in your eyes? Or is the afterthought touched in revolutions? April 12, 1999 Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 16 2002 09:59 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn love
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"Dream on my sweet love,..."