Michael Degenhardt Poet Quatrain

Upon Dreams Awake

On feathered beds and silken sheets 
My mind, it always lingers
There, by you, my soul desire
The one with magic fingers

My heart revealed and dreams alive
We share in one desire
I can not help but wish us there
To play and to perspire

When in time that our play does end
And dreams, in sleep, we share
We wake to find in our embrace
That we are in fact, still there

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Lena Townsend June 14, 2008 at 10:40 PM Wow, I can not even put words to what I think of this one. What a special relationship you two must have for you to look at your partner with such desire and passion. It gives your readers hope to find someone so special. Real love does exist and you and your wife are living loving proof of it. I am glad you found one another, that is awesome. Smiles From Lena "Lolita"