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Dedicated to my husband
My true love is sleeping so far from my home yet in the distance I feel him caress my flesh my and bone.
If I were to fly in his arms I would be as he whispers my name on his breath, he would tangle me up like a vine on a tree, I will love him in life and in death.
Many young years have we spent in the past, glistening love was our tale, we held on so tight till we entered the light, and our future was set on a sail.
The mystery of us is not hard to understand, for our path was a glorious plan. This is a tale of love strong and true, the love of a woman and man.
We are lovers of beauty and our beauty can be seen in the wind of the whispering willow. My breath can be felt on his succulent lips as we lie face to face on my pillow.
We were lovers before, we are lovers evermore, we'll be lovers through time and again. I love you my love with a heart strong and true, we are lovers and you are my friend.
By: JvS aka Gilda Schaal all rights reserved ©2005