My Love, Rene
Your skin glows like the strawberry, blossoms perfect as the black rose in the purest hope of
spring.
My yearning heart rises to your calming voice and leaps like a cat at the whisper of your
name, Rene.
The evening ascends in on a great raven wing.
I am calmed by your touch that I carry into the twilight of parkbeams and hold next to my
heart.
I am filled with hope that I may dry your tears of loneliness.
As my love falls from my mind, it reminds me of your beauty.
In the hushed, I listen for the last laugh of the spring.
My heated soul leaps to my heart. I wait in the crystal moonlight for your secret passion so
that we may kiss as one, soul to soul, in search of the glorious peace filled and spiritual
forest of love.
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