Touch me everywhere
With your wings of fire
Show me that you care
For my own desire
Love is like a flower
That opens to light
In dawn's new hour
Of the coming bright
Give me what I need
In to a beating heart
Lips from lips to read
Begin of love's start
Like a blossom night
Into the hours giving
Every touch and flight
Two of loves are living
Moods becoming true
Of what we both know
Always again to renew
With its instant glow
Sunshine’s and showers
Waves to open shore
Each one which is ours
To give
…and give some more
Saturday, April 12, 2008
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