Monday, September 22, 2008

Drift In Dreams

Silent music shimmers gold
A whisper of the trees
A kiss of sunset hues
The melody is the spirit
Of our cherished ones
The rolling of the waves
And their fragrant sprays
Memories long forgotten
Embedded within pearl sands
Now so gently flown
Upon silver laden wings
To my own utopian lands
Remembrance now so sweet
A softened trace of your touch
A glance into gentle eyes
Consumed with blazing love
Your whisper breaks the distance
Caressing my shivering skin
And somehow the horizon melts
Your warmth embraces me
I am now safe to drift in dreams
Within your loving arms.

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