I Reach Towards Her Hand

She walks along the shores of my mind. Her scent fills me with anticipation. All of the night clouds are silver lined. She is far beyond any expectation! I reach out to take her hand in mine. Her scent fills me with anticipation. I look to the heavens for a sign. Praying she is only meant for me. I reach out to take her hand in mine. She looks towards me I feel free. Together to ecstasy we will fly. Praying she is only meant for me. Wrapped in a love that lifts me high. She is proof that dreams come true. Together to ecstasy we will fly. There was a time when I was blue. She is proof that dreams come true. She walks along the shores of my mind. All the night clouds are silver lined. Nette's Softly Sensual Contest