Wisps

Ian Spanglio
Ian Spanglio

I dreamed a dream I touched your face

We coiled together in satin lace

I dreamed a dream I smelled  your hair

Soft and sweet, the scent so near

I dreamt a dream of passions grace

Wild untamed hearts did race

I dreamed a dream

So real that you became mine…

© March 2007 Yvonne Raphael

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