Sweet woman! Thou art a precious jewel in love’s bright crown. Your kiss spins my heart ’round and ’round; I never ever want to come down.
Take my hand, and off we go, on silver clouds our love does flow, I dive in you, you dive in me, as one we rise, forever free. our hearts sprout wings, as heaven sings a song for me and you, my joy so grand, I take thy hand, your eyes so misty blue.
A beautiful poem. I felt better just by reading your words. We need those precious woman to give us hope and desire. Thank you for your outstanding poem.
Coyote
I like the tale of love that has a bit of an ethereal feel to it. I love the floating away. When in love it is a bit magical and bit like soaring through the clouds. Love the imagery that you have painted in this piece.
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