| My love, My soul, My life A mirage I saw you dancing, in my mind I held your hand. We waltzed across the heavens, music drifted from a golden band. The clouds silver lining the strings of the violin. Kettle drums the thunder, an angels choir sang within. I held you in my arms that night, your touch made me breathless. The stars lit your eyes of blue like a diamond in a nest. I awoke in morning light but felt you by my side. I leaned and kissed your cheek, my love, my soul, my life. The Masked Writer <-.-> � 2002 T Lovett |