Her mind comes alive when the candles burn out
Her eyes dart this way and that like the hawk intent on his prey
Her hair like golden locks of sunshine
Falling
Cascading
Glowing in the midnight
She is like a deer
Bounding down the beaten path of the unknown
Moving in perfect beat with her heart
And in the faint dust she stumbles
Crashing
Falling
Gravity refusing to stop
He ensnares her with his arms of love
Sweeter then honey
Stronger then the great oak
Surer then the sun
His touch is warm like a fire in the dead of winter
Soft like a blanket of velvet
His scent he leaves behind him like the slippery wet trail left behind an early October rain
Her thoughts become cluttered like leaves descending in mid September
Once again she tumbles
Falling
Crashing
Plunging into the silky warm blankets of a bed ready made
For dreams o're take her
She sleeps in sweet peace tonight
♥ this!
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