Angel voices whisper
from across the wind
reciting ancient rhymes
elegant sonic paintings
of sensual scenes
before the dawn
In the morning where
misty memories linger
rare moments of bliss
as hearts fly open
to sing homilies
a new song of songs
Suddenly she appears
between shadows and light
within a veil of fog
revealing her essence
calling out your name
saying follow me down
Back to the garden
of desire and delight
in body and soul
the seal of love
Yes! Sweet dreams
that come in the night
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