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Aug 2016


Always in my dreams
does this endless fashion flow
When lilies on a water line
bloom in soft colors and ivory whispers
Pushing waves to the shoreline,
where your beauty rests on the warm sand

Caressed by a summer breeze, wispy and cool,
my mind wanders to this place,
beyond the reach of sound
and melodic glances,
singing of this that I feel

Lyrics follow your foot prints,
along the border of desire and hazelnut eyes
painted upon my mind in flavors so intoxicating
As if I have touched you, your skin, like saffron wings
lifting me to an unspoiled solitude

I imagine kissing you, tenderly, for the first time
suspended from a cloud
as my feet refuse to find the earth,
in sight of passion’s grip, wound by silken web
as I melt deeply into your lips

A sensual coast binds us, take us
to enchanting vistas beyond weathered dunes
where we become one, lost within the depths,
pulled by ecstasy’s undertow, drowned in breathless sighs
and salt water moans echoing
along a blushing horizon
    
Fingers entwined, blurred visions become fog
as only two claim this stretch
of beach as our own
Silhouettes among the crowds of peach and burgundy umbrellas,
tending their towels and tan lines,
oblivious to this love I’ve dreamt awake from miles away

My heart exhales as
sandcastles flee the coming tide and
seashells recall lullabies while
shaded by a setting sun’s drizzling heated plumes
vibrantly along the line that steals your eyes
and I fade, slowly back to where I am,
hoping my dreams are your dreams too
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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