Something Happier

The softest pedal,
Brushes the skin.
Ignites a blaze,
That burns within.

Her laughter a balm,
Upon my weary soul.
Melting in her arms,
I feel once again, whole.

Hand in hand,
Dancing in a Glenn.
Twirling, spinning,
Over and over again.

The warmth of her,
Her scent entice.
M'Lady's arms,
A place so nice...

That the soul does soar,
Flying higher till,
The ground falls away,
And our hearts do still.


RavenWolf
~2001~



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