Warm Surge

When I see your face as I sleep in peace my hurt floats on a breeze. Thoughts crash as waves on beaches in my head as I rest in peace. Soaring high on a breeze we dance the night away. Spinning and twirling with such grace as we get carried away as the night passes by. Strolling down the lane we embrace the chill of the breeze. Gazing at the night sky we see way up high Taurus in a haze as a star paseth him by. I turn upon your face to see you smile. I feel my heart surge as we embrace the passion we share.