Thursday, February 4, 2010

As she dreams

I can hear her thoughts
As she ponders
Her dreams echo
Like distant thunders
Silken feathers
Her wings adorn
From the heavens,
An Angel born
With eyes of twilight
And hair of gold
With love, so thick
No man can hold
I lay and watch her
As she dreams
And hear the echoes
Of delightful things
Love you

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