Martas poems: Tonight

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Tonight

T onight while the moon smiles through its silver haze and gentle winds blow through the mystic meadows of your sleeping heart, I will slip into the spaces of your dream, kiss your lips and lovingly say your name. Do not awaken. Just let me love the changing colors of your dansing, iridescent soul. Sign in to see full entry.

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