Cascades of Care

Just like the wind whirls in pathless air.. and comb caresses our countless hair... I have a timeless tale no tongue can tell... Our love is a heritage no soul can sell. Through flood or flame, I hold the fort... Shadows of shame cannot cut this short.. I am on a journey to boundless bliss... Our love is a movie no one should miss. Dewdrops of my desires continue to cascade as my soul swirls to a silent serenade... I am lost in the warmth of words unspoken... Our love is a pasture of promises unbroken. Boisterous billows may roar and roll... frail fragrance may seek to soil my soul... I will cling to that old courteous cross... Our love cannot be decked with dust and dross.