Within stars majesty I wish upon your tears
That continuously fall,
as dreams are carried away
on the nightingales song..
Memories float upon moons surface
as minds drift back in time..
Images of you and me waltz across
summer breeze, softly caressing,
like a temptresses practiced fingers
run across tender skin,your memory sings softly..
Evey-night I miss you..
But only looking up high do I see your face as our memories combine and paint the skie...







thanks yous!!!


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