Two silouettes dance amid the star filled night
Shadows on the forest floor - scent of lavender lingers- yet; forever more
Twigs snap beneath our shoeless feet
Slowly turning; dancing to our own drum beat
Crescent moon glowing bright ; between the limbs of a tree
This is my dream . In life can it be ?
We rest our bodies - stare into space
The moonlight shining on your gentle face
You reach for my hand-fingers intertwine
We sit silent-not a word is said. Yet much is heard
You squeeze my hand -we smile
Two silouettes sit beneath a tree
This is my dream . In life will it be ?
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