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::: walking pathway and climbing the steps to the porch ...
soft radio of Country Gold blends with sweet night sounds....
cricket seranades... trees shushing leaves brush together..
occasional laughter of young souls on their way to night adventures
drift across the grounds... soft squeak of the porch swing rocking...
watching the night sky by the lake... joyful beneath
the crescent moon... re-discovering what the young
ones already know: feelings whether good or bad are
always with us and a part of us because of the emotional
component we felt when we experienced them ...
drawn to watch clouds reflected in the waters... raise face
to star-lit sky... pines and water scent wind... memories
bubble into heart...
a time of surprise and thrill in dancing .. a sweet time
of motion celebrated with Dear Sir MMC...
Quote:
Originally Posted by MadAtMcCain
Only a moment more... quickly finds Rare... eyes smile...
I can only dance my truth so skate with me dearest...
:: brings you tightly in a hug... then quickly we take
position on the ice ::
2000 Anissina/Peizerat - Europeans - France
O Fortuna
O Fortune, like the moon,
Stands constantly changing,
ever waxing, or waning;
now oppresses and then soothes
as fancy takes it...
:: the skating ends too soon... brings an arm 'round
thy waist... suddenly lift thee high into the
aire with a smile...slowly lowers ye back to earth...
a dancing swirl... back to where ye twas...
walks backwards to the motorbike smiling... no words...
putting on gloves and helmet... straddles the beast then
waves ::
Thank thee sweetness...
:: a thunderous roar from the bike... a final wave as I
fade from view ::
MMC
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:: smiles into the coming dawn... Love Blesses All!
...quietly take a lunch tray into my Love...setting up a mini-buffet on His credenza while He works...sunflowers popping out of their vase to brighten His day...
...my hand lingers on His Broad Shoulder...soft kiss to His Cheek as I slip back out...
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My Endless Love
