Apr 2015
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Pathways lead,
I follow with my eyes closed
euphonious tender wings
of painted treetop songs
counted in measures of bliss
Sunsets drift,
tangerine sleeves roll the horizon
as symphonic emotions call
in echoes of promise
lingering in eternal dreams
Destinations wait,
in distances of northward thought,
where cities come to meet,
and skylines form in your melody,
choruses of breathtaking brush strokes
Passion abounds,
played of satin stringed desires,
sonnets on silhouettes float
in the harmonies of my heart
*singing sweetly with you
Pathways lead,
I follow with my eyes closed
euphonious tender wings
of painted treetop songs
counted in measures of bliss
Sunsets drift,
tangerine sleeves roll the horizon
as symphonic emotions call
in echoes of promise
lingering in eternal dreams
Destinations wait,
in distances of northward thought,
where cities come to meet,
and skylines form in your melody,
choruses of breathtaking brush strokes
Passion abounds,
played of satin stringed desires,
sonnets on silhouettes float
in the harmonies of my heart
*singing sweetly with you
