Where We Belong 

Softly drifting altitudes 
Patchwork colored trees
Colors red with passion
Mildly scented breeze 
Laying south in gentle hills 
Passion's sheer delight 
A place for intimacy's reason 
A  home of sweet delight

Dancing flowered places
Embracing in the wind
Kissing soft with longing 
Desire without an end
Walk along the winding stream 
Caress along its bank
Surrender to the arms of  love
We lay upon the brink

© Paul Viel 2001

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