Twilight
Of Dreams
With-in my twlight
My fantasy of dreams
I dwell
Dancing to the whispered song of spring and
rain
With dampness in my hair
And sweet dews upon my lips
Hands held high I praise the moon
Goddess of all man kind
And sister of the sun
Mother of the stars and shadows too
With eyes held closed
Swaying to a gentle breeze
In a medow pure
With-in a circle of parted trees
A fantasy of fairy tales
And gentle dreams
Join me here
Join me
And taste the dew
The rich red wine
Share gentle kisses beanth the stars
Join with me
Taste my dreams
And make them yours.
-Jean B
(c) 7/27/01
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