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"Precious and Few"
All That We Are ...
I lived in kingdoms medieval
and rode with you upon your steed,
walked in castle tower shadows 'til
with your love my fears were freed.
We loved in all the special places
that I was painting in my mind,
while I yearned your warm embraces,
not the dreams on which we dined.
I awoke into reality
faced the fantasies of my art,
saw what we are, what we could be,
then placed your mem'ry in my heart.
Sadness stood on the beach at sunset
and watched as the waves wrote the sand.
Tearful stood 'neath the trees at moonset,
then felt a soft touch to her hand.
In wonder I turned and my breath caught,
extended hand making sure you were real,
not the fantasy Knight that I've oft sought,
but the saneness I'm longing to feel.
You reach and in gentleness touch me,
slide your hands from my shoulders to hips,
your eyes speak of passions we will be
your fingers trace soft trembling lips.
With yearning you pull me against you,
cup my chin and then lift up my face,
in longing I touch passion's sweet dew,
as my heart begins quickly to race.
In hunger your mouth is against mine
to drink deeply of passions impelled,
your fingers now course feathery love lines,
as you loose all the fire that I've quelled.
Swift blushing, now shy dropped my head
for the want that you see in my eyes,
and you lay me on leaves as our bed,
cover passions with heaven's night skies.
In the glow of your ardor, your love charms
under stars and night's gentle moonbeams,
but then blazes the dawn swift alarms,
I wake to another night's love dream.
Yet, you are the spirit I have searched for,
I am the woman you are dreaming
You are my passion and my soul's core,
I am your starlit mem'ry gleaming.
So, I take from my heart all the memories,
and return us to fantasy worlds,
to walk under stars joined in symmetry,
where our love ever gently unfurls.©
~RAC 1-4-99~
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