Whispers and Tales From Love
I would love to dance and waltz,
With the angel that is you.
For I’ve heard tales of how angels dance,
Like roses upon a sea bed.
Even Clouded shadows form in my head for,
A dream of your form is the most beautiful form of all.
I want to run and rummage through,
The forest for I have heard,
Whispers of how a fairy searches for her wings.
All I want to do is kiss your lips,
And embrace your silky skin.
Like the white petals upon a doves beak.
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