Darkness of the new moon,
Stars above shimmering bright.
I walk the trail of tears.
A white star shoots through the night,
I wish upon its wake of fire,
A dream of my awakened heart!
To love her deeply, madly,
My souls eternal desire.
Musings from within, where the fire burns, and the passion of heat boils the songs of emotions. Shaking, trembling and quivering, shoot the arrows of extreme love, into the lovers of love and the soft targets of the heart.
1 comment:
Keep on keeping on the path of love, oh shaking one. I've waited for a long time for you to resume these postings.
:-) Contentment,Peace and feelings of bliss waft through me.
Thank you!
Susanne
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