Free to enjoy each new moment with infinite bliss
A sweet, gentle touch of lavender slips in like a kiss
The faint echo of laughter drops in with the mist
It is breaking my heart, yet I can not resist
Like a desperate child, I cling to the leg of warm sentiment
I wait for your love, while you are so distant
In this fantastic, prizm of a dreamland I yearn for us to be more intimate
A glimpse of your golden center casts me into an ever-smiling stone form
And I am forever yours
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