Visitation

Hidden dreams
awaken in the schemes
of spirit seeking
entrance to existence
offering hours sweetly kissed
with loving warmth

and moonlight shines so bright
within this night of day
that shadows up and dance
known within a glance
of love's desire

and so the hidden fire flares
to life yet once again
in the words of a dear friend
that comes to call

while memory awakens
all the many dreams of night
and like sunshine on the ice
the dark and light explode

in never ending fantasy
that all may see
the stars born of eternity
in us

?Michaelette?

12/23/99
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