Set the stage and tell the tale. send my mind down passions trail. to a hidden clearing on a moon lit night where lovers join and their souls ignite. on a bed of leafs they dance the dance and promise sweet nectar with every glance. they taste of each other in loves sweet nest then separately go to their places of rest
i like it! piece for piece and cue for cue nothing has ever felt so true. that's what i'd do at least.
then offer hands skin so pure, tasted nothing. like this before. vision seeing,friut so ripe upon the lovers stage pasion ,could force fire this will ignite............... lovenpeace ffrom saff
Set the stage, and tell the tale, send my mind down passions trail. To a hidden clearing on a moon lite night where lovers join and souls ignite. On a bed of leaves they dance their dance and promise sweet necter with their every glance. piece for piece and cue for cue nothing has ever felt so true. so I dance with every hue the steps with mind and soul and you we sprout our wings just like the beads of sweat that drip to form our meads the pixies watch our dance of love coupled with the dance of leaves and stars above that splash our backs and fill our cracks with magic's wax BAN THE AXE!
I am not falling anymore Honey, open heaven's door Awaiting hours in the midnight nation Rolling through love's changes-- our trials; our tribulations Seething, scurrying, everlasting love One heart can be a lion, while another, a dove
finish it yourself, its the only way any of us will ever make good poets, and thats by working, and perservering!