Of Evermore

Echoes of a brighter day.
A child's heart, allowed to play
And fantasize a new reality.

Lover's touching, light fantastic.
Limbs entwined, the feel ecstatic.
Sensual, this creativity.

Forever rising up inside.
Silky moisture meets the dry.
Oh, the thrill of sensitivity.

Moments built of evermore.
Golden sands upon a shore
That lives eternally...

? Michaelette ?

2/16/2002
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