Sunday, October 21, 2007

A Summer Night's Breeze



Wicked games, tempered lies
Win or lose something dies

The aches that come
Forever glide like streams
And rivers

****
Breezes, blow gently
Through the night
Calm your heart, display it
Feel the wisdom from up above
Gentle kisses, calling love

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Caress my skin a gentle touch
So pure and clean
Innocence in the ruff
Hypnotic it’s beauty
A wondrous site

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Send me, send me
Far along the broken path
Carry me with gentle strength
Courage and tenderness
Wake me from this dreadful sleep
I love the scent of your simplicity
Remind me of times
Glasses of lemonade and those hot summer days

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I love the way
You caress my skin
You exist, but I forget

You are quiet and I forget
Gently you caress and once again
I remember……I am alive
and you are there
and never left.

--Ana Cristina Berard

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