Happiness

Warm River

At the stroke of midnight the bellfree rung

in the nearby tree the lark's song sung

by warm river two sit down

on it's banks of dry grassy ground



a lightened kiss, a softened touch

a gentle glance, a whispered hush



up in the sky an eagle flys

back to her nest where her babys lie

up in the tree safe at home

apon the banks where the rivers ome

and in the river fish now sleep

by this river no tears will weep

Author's Notes/Comments: 

meah

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INMOTION II

YOUR KISSES ARE SWEET AND LIGHT,

AS THE SEA AND THE SKIES

COMES WITH YOU AGAIN ALIVE

AND THE WIND LISTENS AWAKE

AS YOUR PURPLE AND BLUE CLOSES

THE NIGHT.



FALL SLIPS AWAY, AS YOU CROSS THE

AGAIN THE SKY,

BLOOMING INTO ANOTHER SUNRISE,

RIPENNING THE LIGHT ONCE MORE

IN YOUR SWEET MOUTH.



ROSY YOUR LOVING CHEEKS, ENCLOSES THE SUN

AND THE RAIN AND THE STARS AT NIGHT,

IN YOUR BLUE EYES,

AND REFLECTS THE PASSION BORN IN YOUR

SOUL,

AS YOUR THOUGHTS FOREVER FLOWS IN

MOTION,

CHASING AGAIN AFTER THE NIGHTS.



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