This Gentle Breeze,
A Dancing Whirlwind,
A Solemn Voice.
Faint Smile,
Soft Lips.
Forbidden,
But Desired.
Loving Embrace,
I Dance For The Hope,
Of Once More~
Tasting Those Loved And Cherished Gems-
Pools That Gaze Upon Me.
A Smile I Fear,
And Remember All Too Well.
Wrapped Within Your Arms,
Softness And Joy.
Arms Outstretched,
Looking For The One--
That Has Left.
-
Draven Taylor (1995)
