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 If silver wings would magically appearand I could fly above you like a bird,then blue would melt away as skies turned clearand sadness would no longer be a word. I’d shower you with gold dust from above,you’d raise pink lips to heaven to be kissed,the days would all be painted with our love,and grey would disappear from spectrum’s list. The moon would glow – not white, but envy’s green,as lover’s blush outshines her in the night,the daffodils would bow to their new Queen,your rad... Read More

 A sacred draught is drifting through the windows of your heart,you need to listen closely to its pleas,petitioning a climate change, it whispers, on its knees,and begs of you: embrace a brand new start. While storms of guilty feeling rain a damper on your day,take heed of gentle murmurs on the breeze,believe the moonlight shining through the silhouetted trees,to smile on secret innuendo's play. The winds of change are blowing, sweeping clean your secret place,to leave a space for treasure ch... Read More

  Fog, then rain drops

touch my upturned eyes

as I see moon glow

nay, your face - a light

that haunts my sky

each night to watch and dream

perchance to seem to be

with you and live the theme

of you and I.

 Why, the question

on my arid lips

though mist creeps slow

and weeping softas oft-sung melodiesof kisses never feltand hearts that heat and meltdespite the biteof night-time breeze. 
Time, the hated enem... Read More

                                t's all about the touchthe feel of skinon skin that stealsyour breath and lightsthat flame within it's all about the softand whispered pledgea wedge that opens mindand heart and drivesus to the edge it's all about the warmthof long goodbyesthe sighs that say much morethan murmured wordsor tear-filled eyes it's all about the thoughtof missing youand kissing pictures softpretending                              still-remembered bli... Read More

      With secret signs and wished-for misty memoriesour clandestine affair is stretched like wirelike spider web lit silver through the black treesit traps me and injects me with its fire. No drug could ever hold me in its poweryet here I kneel a servant to your beautyI climb the tresses to Nirvana's towerentrusted with a lover's sacred duty. With kisses from some Once Upon a Storycaresses that a ransom couldn't captureyou cry my name in agony and gloryand we evolve as wispy wraiths of ra... Read More

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