Transcendental Sonnet #1418:
Embrace Everlasting
Beckoning fair one! What are you made of?
Spun of the blue-white thread of the moonlight?
What is this I feel? Is it fear or love
Which draws me to your reaching arms tonight?
Whatever it is I cannot resist
Your mesmerizing call within the mist
Beckoning fair one! Embrace me if you
Are more than shadow if those silken arms
Have substance if you are a creature too
As I am that I might taste of those charms
Of satin and gossamer cloud and lace
And let me lose myself within your breast!
I sought and now at last have found the best
I see the very moonlight in your face
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Regis
Love Tinka
peace and love, Carole
You have such a gift with words dear Steve.