come to me
in the night
with my soul ignite
glide your way
into my bed
whisper words unsaid
in the night
with my soul ignite
glide your way
into my bed
whisper words unsaid
slide your way
into my sleep
where love we’ll keep
for who knows
when and where
we may meet
besides in
midnight dreams
of vanilla cream
so lay with me in vanilla dreams
where love flows free in silent streams
die with me that sweet sweet death
then live again in passion’s breath
9 comments:
just missin' all your little wordmorsels over this way - so scatter a few around, won't you? this little piece was put together from two on another blog post -
bon appetit!
Hmmmm
I'm all for midnight dreams and vanilla cream
it's the waking up that's hard
~rick
hola ,
un trabajo excelente ! me encanta !
abrazos
I can think of a dozen thing to do with Vanilla cream and midnight!
Jenean, where have you been? Seems like a long time. Hope all is well.
Joy and peace,
Susan
but rick, the secret is to live the dream!!! ;)
thanks for strollin' by, mister! where are you these days? still running the highways and byways?
cassini - muchas gracias por venir y por las amables palabras! tan feliz que te gusta - que ves en tu casa - tenga un gran día!
oh, dearest susan! yes, it has been a while - just overwrought with family situations and things thereof lately - needing some down time - some nothing time - you know? :) but i always miss my dear friends here so much when i'm away for even a little bit! especially friends such as you!! hope your life is gently held today!
I can see I missed out on quite a bit of gypsy wisdom!
trish, well, i'm not sure 'bout the wisdom, but......there's always the passion! ;)
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