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Dew kissed grass in sunrise light, brushing legs as we greet the morn. Spirits fly on mountain currents, soaring draped in gossamer dreams |
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Hidden pools our lover's retreat, mossy banks deep with dappled light. Water splashes in veil of mist, Earth scents cradle to Mother's breast. |
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Eyes of passion locked with yours, whispers of love caress the wind, as feather kisses leave burning trails flaming desire, two hearts are one. |
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On knees before you gazing up, Holding heart between trembling hands, offering body, soul and heart. Dream paths joined by spirit flight. |
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Sunset dancing on sacred ground, moon glow seducing mountain pond, star shine on alabaster skin, Creator blessing union of two.
July 1999 Cloudwalker |
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There comes a time in each soul's life when the walls around the heart are so easily torn down. Michael, my friend, I thank you for teaching me this valuable lesson. May your heart's desires become your reality. I know I have found mine again. ILY. |
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