Break of light to me come swiftly
warmth on skin we had forgotten
Amidst a dream or so it seemed
here on this sea of cotton
Slide I do into you
still water on your ocean drift
out there the heart's horizon
storms amiss to clear and lift
Skies are mine for glancing
chancing not to ruin our pleasure
Your thought is such an endless thing
explore your deepest treasure
Your warming wind on skin descend
pray to wake this not forgotten
Break of light come swiftly
lift me from my sea of cotton
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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