Not in the mind of simple thoughts and brave intentions, do I caress and beckon from afar, a blossom of balance and fading imagination, it's trees
dreams, lovers dangerous playgrounds of wilderness and starlight, capturing my soul and freedom beneath my feet.

Caught in thoughts of butterflies above my head dancing like lightning flies of no return, steaming flashing wondering sky filled with mystery’s delight upon a moonless sky and sweet-smelling fragrance God sent for me to capture within a heart no longer hurt from disappointment.

Comet h my way a knocking upon my heart a vast knowledge of uncertain music from my lover's mouth he sings to me, a voice calm with the pleasure of mind, of dreamers, skylarks blurred with harps and angel
whispers.

Dawn's wakening one more time in lavenders sweetness of violet
and remembrance of long ago in the Rockies of wisdom and love floating through a memory pleasurable beyond my space and time.

Come walk with me my love among the flowers of imagination


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