My true love is sleeping so far from my home yet in the distance I
feel him caressing my flesh and my bone.
If I could 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 loves 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
