A day dreaming chain bound me to some light
fond memories of tender night
your smiles the words of love then spoken
cheerful hearts as golden token
when we sang wild in rapture to hear
voices breathing on each others ear
and echoes of each touches enrol
the united purpose of the soul
but time is the thief who wants to get
those mellowed cloudless climes never forget
memories in pleasure and touching spirit spent
when the heart feels so innocent
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fearlessstars (
Offline) - Published: July 11th, 2019 07:37
- Category: Spiritual
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Thanks FEARLESS ! Even @ 31 I can think of *More Innocent Days* when one was less acountable ! Im getting married Next Year (My Mother thinks its hightime and My DAD was going to auction ME !). BRIAN & I are *In Love* so it is a positive anticipation ! BUT then KIDS and no longer *FUN & FANCY FREE* mais pour tous c'est la VIE !
Blessings & Peace & Joy
Yours ANGELA 🧡🧡
Please check my POEM : Thanks A !
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