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 |