Paradise this Eden, heaven on earth we thought
Hand in hand by the edge of the sand
We walk for many an hour grand
Noble, this gesture one thousand rose petals
To mark the passage of our way, nestled here
We held each other tight beneath the stars that shine
Peace of mind I came to get within her arms that night
Where we would sleep and even sweep at times
For we shared a lifetime of love, and not one moment of unhappiness
Within the comfort of each others warmth by candle light
Bright our love would be beneath the stars that night
Where we would dance for hours beside the sandy shore
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
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