Tulips
To two lips
A passing dream
In both day and night
Time spent
Walking, talking
Learning that which I most want to know
Laughing, loving
Kissing, Hugging
My arm around your shoulder
A warm breeze and my fingers through your hair
Your fingers in mine
Night’s calm brings silent embraces
We look into each other’s faces
And in your eyes I see the stars
Dreams over
As we stand together in the street
You telling me about your week
I listen
And begin to dream again
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