Paradise doesn't have to be a 'place,' 'material things' ... just two people in love.
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Lavender fields, alive with butterflies,
compliment stardust sparkling in your eyes
but lay me down easy
in our own field of dreams.
Violet petals twang playing our heartstrings.
Strawberry streaks in a vanilla sky,
embrace us riding ecstacy's high.
In your arms feel sheltered ...
both our lives full of dreams.
Waters ooze in passion, rivers of dreams.
Anywhere, any time would be with you.
It truly doesn't matter what we do.
Paradise--kisses, hugs--
a lilac field of dreams,
dazzling beneath streaming, precious beams.
You are my means of finding Paradise,
everything about you ... my lucky dice.
You lay me down slowly
in our vast field of dreams.
Nightly I replay reels of our love scenes.
Sandra,
I like this one very much. I especially like the last lines
;'it's sweet serenity thriving in fields of dreams.
Beautiful Descriptive write.
Peace',
Rich Criso Suarez
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
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I like this one very much. I especially like the last lines
;'it's sweet serenity thriving in fields of dreams.
Beautiful Descriptive write.
Peace',
Rich Criso Suarez
TX
love it so much
thanks for sharing