Scented Grace

Carpeted, a field of moss, provided for their bed.
Two lovers that had left the rest behind.
Sparkling stars, like candle light, to shine upon
them there. They'd wandered far, but finally
found their way back to this place. Where
scented grace enhanced their lover's dance.

The magic realms were open to them here.
Each time they came together here, another
set of miracles, would be set free through them.
This is so much more than just a dream
or tale of some great imagination. Touch
and sense - the feel immense - and reaching
through forever.

The moon and stars, the world at large,
could love it all through them.
Infinite, such timeless spans of being.
Intimate and personal, yet changing every
living thing that is. Invisibly, the bliss
would rise in them.

Carpeted, a field of moss, provided for their bed.
Two lovers that had left the world of 'only man' behind.
Sparkling stars, like candle light, to shine upon
them there. They'd wandered far, but finally
found the way back to this place. Where naturally,
this scented grace became the great endurance
of their love....

? Michaelette ?

9/12/2002
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