To Lovers - Poetry of Whispered Dreams

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To Lovers
As the summer breeze caresses golden grain,
so a heart is caressed with gentle pain
of love shared in sweet stolen hours.
As the birthing Spring basks in warming sun
so does the heart bask in warmth of one
who shares love's magical powers.
As the newborn fights for life-giving breath,
so a heart fights to keep lonely death
from tender passion, gently grown.
As the river flows to an endless sea,
so heart dreams that sweet love will be
a part of it, 'til death be it's own.©
rac 1978

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