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| when love finds me Ill be there
by bluebird77 at 10/25/2009 3:29:08 PM
last night in the crispness of the new season I walked hand in hand with the most beautiful enchantress that I could never have drempt up in my wildest fantasies,the moon itself but a slither in the sky beckoned for her attention but she was having nothing of it, herself all aglow for me. her voice a soft whisper to remind me of the warm summers breeze caressing my body and carrying it along with the scent of the rose. Her laughter trilled as the song of the lark and the stars danced to the to the hearttrob of the living universe. No deep conversation passed between us but a rich closeness in the bonds of silence and it was ever where I wanted to be. A little boy with a butterfly heart in the presence of one who wished me near.
I slept the sleep of the content and woke afreshed.
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