While He Dreams

WHILE HE DREAMS While you dream every inch of you I will give my tongue to learn An explorer --I will find just where it is that you ignite this fire Tasting goes from tongue straight to my heart—to be examined –freeze or burn As explorer I will taste the source of the river—of exploration I will never tire I will find the source of the river—however long it may require Wicked delicious river of ten thousand tears Where other women have drowned in their desires But I hand on helm sail on and steadfastly shall I restrain my fears. While you dream every inch of you I will give my tongue to cherish. Passion is not meant for faithless or the faint of heart. V Anderson-Throop Jan 20/13