May 2015
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Quietly
floating on a lily pad
softly atop twilight waters,
drifting a wind swept current
meandering between
pine needle shores
we
gather moon beams,
wishfully gazing upon
reflections of stardust tapestries
saturating cosmic dreams,
as the two of us
discover
ripples gently flowing
formed of heartbeat echoes,
tranquil rhythms weaving through
the serenity of the night
in silent persuasions of
*love
Quietly
floating on a lily pad
softly atop twilight waters,
drifting a wind swept current
meandering between
pine needle shores
we
gather moon beams,
wishfully gazing upon
reflections of stardust tapestries
saturating cosmic dreams,
as the two of us
discover
ripples gently flowing
formed of heartbeat echoes,
tranquil rhythms weaving through
the serenity of the night
in silent persuasions of
*love
