In the night we move as one,
the dance, the rhythm, the setting sun.
Fingers touch and long for fun,
we laugh, we stand, we lie, we run.
In the night we move as one,
the air so still, the darkness stun.
Our love we share when others shun,
a kiss, so gentle, so tender, won.
- Trish 2010
Beautiful, darling. :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Trish, that RIGHT attitude to have!!!
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