we lie lazily
under that stunning ceiling
of galaxies and nova's
toes burried in
tiers of rosy lace
lost
oh so lost
in the caressing
winds of march
and just the very though of you
sets my soul a dancing
like a serene ballet of love
that leaps
bends
and jives
as silent as the sky we gaze
indigo
1 comment:
That is lovely, and the Bedroom looks amazing what a beautiful place to wake up..
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