[Soaring Feather]

Blue Fires

Your love is a snuggling angel

she whispered to her

dragonfly lover

my bones are blue fires

desire is my

willing black eyes

 
 

bentfeather

[Soaring Feather]

Good nite poets

May the sweet aroma of Lily of the Valley
fill your dreams
caress your face
tenderly lull you to sleep
in the safety of knowing love...

~ Dream a Little ~ Love a Lot ~

Today

Should thou lovest me this day
I would be content in today
not ask for tomorrow...
But... live this day only
in splendor of knowing
thou lovest me today...
bentfeather © 04/03/03

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