I found you in the atmospherewhere images pass by when lovers dream...Venus the Evening Star has disappeared andleft her poems with sleeping feathered..
On the cusp of Love... petals softly falling Dreams of waterfalls cascading overMountain Laurel where Bluebirds fly insyncopated symphonies of persuas..
Walking along a Trail in Californiawhere sagebrush creates a hush andwinds blow around on hallowed ground...I saw a Spotted Towhee on a Cactus flowers..
My heart is beating like drumson the edge of borrowed time...Where butterflies sip on Allium globesas Tanagers fly close by...Clematis climbs on the t..
On cold Winter nights... when stars align just right I dream of Blue Flamingoes and visions of you... Your feathers kept me warm as we sailed on thebl..
Sleigh bells Jingle as we ride in aone horse open sleigh...where snow falls softly as a song. Children skating on frozen ponds where Swans would glide..