Watching you there in my field of dreams

inhaling a sweet scented rose

the day stands still, or so it seems

and my love for you yet grows.



Take my hand, I will not hurt you

I give my heart, no exchange required

to try to fully know each other

as was intended from love inspired.



Your smiling lips call me oh so gently

passions deep within me fire

I must contain my burning wishes

their raging urges rising higher.



I long to hold you oh so closely

this battered heart within me beats

a bloody tear of pain falls forward

my passions I must now retreat.



Another day, another life my dreamer

perhaps a moment in another time

where sweet love kisses blend in blissful love

with you, only you, in mind.







Author ~Michael Garland~