Golden sands, awash with
Particles that blend and move within a tide
of everlasting life. Wet to dry and back again.
Finding bliss within a glistening of warmth.
Hearts beating in a rhythm
come to call their own, becoming so much
more than just a tone. Simple and
uncomplicated, basic and redeemable.
Come lay with me upon a
of soft, sweet early morning dew.
Know again the feel of spring awakening
the many seeds of earthen wonder.
Siren calling o'er a sea,
cerulean and clean.
Raising hidden treasures to the surface of reality.
Where dreams begin to rise and fall
within a swell of living ecstasy.
Earth's first dream - this
love of her reality
in full. Golden rays of sun and moon
awakening a new and ancient vision.
Here within a touch, a feel, so real...
? Michaelette ?
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