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~ I sit on this lonely hillside, a faint crescent moon smiles in the silent sky Gazing across the valley, finding darkness as the village sleeps Yet as if a beacon of hope, a lone light in your window glows and I wonder if your midnight thoughts ~ are of me ~ Standing at my window, gazing at the stars I see new constellations lining up like arrows in the night sky, all of them point to you The crescent moon is smiling as though it too knows where my heart belongs My eyes follow the river outside my window, as it flows in your direction, carrying thoughts of you ~ I fade off as my imagination floats me atop a slumbering tree line soft branches guide me along the curves of a shadowed river bank Gently I come to rest outside your window, mesmerized by beauty as your enchanting eyes reflect the star laced heavens An autumn chill finds me and I long to fold into the comfort of your October caress ~ The wood in the fireplace cracks and sizzles I feel its ribbons of warmth gathering, wrapping around me like a lover's warm embrace stirring those feelings in my heart the longing for you, to stop and to stay the next time your journey brings you my way ~ Enchanting flames flicker, illumining my path, a nervous sensation engulfs my body as only a heart deeply in love can, when the door opens, you smile, melting me where I stand Soothing arms pull me in and we kiss, passion evolves in star dust shimmers... My eyes again open...I still sit this lonely hillside, imagination fading with the light in your window and I wonder if your midnight dreams ~ will be of us Gently I close the curtains and move away from the window I stoke the fire, its soothing heat settling upon my face my face, a smile flickering as the embers of my heart glow anew with thoughts of you, us I glance deeply into my longing dreams All things I need, lead to you and me, together
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
Moonlit Dreams ~ A Collaboration with Ana Sophia
~ I sit on this lonely hillside, a faint crescent moon smiles in the silent sky Gazing across the valley, finding darkness as the village sleeps Yet as if a beacon of hope, a lone light in your window glows and I wonder if your midnight thoughts ~ are of me ~ Standing at my window, gazing at the stars I see new constellations lining up like arrows in the night sky, all of them point to you The crescent moon is smiling as though it too knows where my heart belongs My eyes follow the river outside my window, as it flows in your direction, carrying thoughts of you ~ I fade off as my imagination floats me atop a slumbering tree line soft branches guide me along the curves of a shadowed river bank Gently I come to rest outside your window, mesmerized by beauty as your enchanting eyes reflect the star laced heavens An autumn chill finds me and I long to fold into the comfort of your October caress ~ The wood in the fireplace cracks and sizzles I feel its ribbons of warmth gathering, wrapping around me like a lover's warm embrace stirring those feelings in my heart the longing for you, to stop and to stay the next time your journey brings you my way ~ Enchanting flames flicker, illumining my path, a nervous sensation engulfs my body as only a heart deeply in love can, when the door opens, you smile, melting me where I stand Soothing arms pull me in and we kiss, passion evolves in star dust shimmers... My eyes again open...I still sit this lonely hillside, imagination fading with the light in your window and I wonder if your midnight dreams ~ will be of us Gently I close the curtains and move away from the window I stoke the fire, its soothing heat settling upon my face my face, a smile flickering as the embers of my heart glow anew with thoughts of you, us I glance deeply into my longing dreams All things I need, lead to you and me, together
A collaboration with my beautiful and talented friend Ana Sophia. She sure does make me look good.
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Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
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