Sunday, October 17, 2010

TRANCE

The heart can not deny
What it longs for, day and night
Sweet, warm, soft caressing hands
Laughter countless such as sands

Every sunshine with the rain
Hope of seeing will remain
Picture-perfect door and pane
Long red carpet in the lane

Petal flicker in the air
People cheering as they pair
White and gold shine as they dance
Time will pass like they're in trance

Tots will come and they will flourish
They will multiply and nourish
As the dark turn into grey
Still the hands will hold and stay

Puzzle held so tight by faith
Shelter armed by shield and weight
Then retire when they're secure
All is well with love so pure

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