Days of Silence...
When I hear her voice...
the wanting to share with her my dream...
...Like crowded chords in a melody
reaching for one soft melody...
In my dream...I am standing in a
meadow...orchids in full bloom...
...they sing and celebrate their fragrance...
soothing lullaby sets the mood...
...the scent of her secret garden...
is enveloped within my heart...
I feel her presence in the wind
ushering in a romantic ballad...
...the mere whisper of her name...
seeks out my besotted kiss...
like a bubble helplessly trapped
in crystal the attraction attain remiss
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