Where?
Where is the moonbeam that lights?
Where is the touch?
Of tenderness that soothes,
Of passion that moves,
This heart of mine…..
Where is the zephyr that cools?
Where is the feel?
Of affection that warms,
Of sensation that glows,
This body of mine…..
Where is the cloud that hovers?
Where is the voice?
Of laughter that gleams,
Of words that burn,
This mind of mine…..
Where is the mountain that soars?
Where is the look?
Of seduction that charms,
Of care that rules,
This spirit of mine…..
Where is my dream that sings?
Where can she be?
The one I love,
The one I see,
In this old photograph of hers…..
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