Cotton
Comes like silk a memory
Of lightning and of storm,
Thunder seals solemnity;
Two hearts beat as one ~
Our love an echoed promise
New, ’tho old as time . . .
Comes like silk a memory
Of lightning and of storm,
Thunder seals solemnity;
Two hearts beat as one ~
Our love an echoed promise
New, ’tho old as time . . .
© Alys
04 May 2005
~ for Cris
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