The most gorgeous of colours, appear from above

Then you wake up and find, you're really in love

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You drop off to sleep, on a cold winter's night
With only the moon, and stars for a light
The very next moment, you are into a dream
With the swish, and the rush of the wind for a theme.



You see flaming flamingos, butterflies and birds
The mystical pipes, of Pan's people are heard
Drifting towards you, the most exquisite face
Beautiful garlands of flowers, which encase.



An imaginary touch, as fingers entwine
A sweating and tingling, on the base of your spine
The most gorgeous of colours, appear from above
Then you wake up and find, you're really in love.



There is only one way to say

"I Love You "

But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate

Enjoy..Steve..Aka.."The Old Sea Dog"..1999..©

An Original Created By "This Steve"

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