Falling Softly

Night falls softly now
easing every mood
as dreams come to the fore
that seem so real
we simply melt into
another place and time
when all we are is innocence
discovering divinity
within these cells of flesh and blood

Hands that reach and touch
giving and receiving loving energy
and then a kiss
that lasts forevermore
falling to arise again
in a gush that now become
a fountainhead that flows
beyond suspended animation

all because we dare to dream
desiring love in this awakening
of flesh and form . . .


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