I sit in the warmth of your arms, my
love,
And listen to music that you'll never hear.
I let myself flow to the classical music.
Your spirit, intrigued, draws silently near.
I let my hand rise and fall, like a feather,
Floating and free on the words of a song.
I feel your body swaying with mine.
Our special connection is suddenly strong.
As soon as you touch me, I feel us dancing,
Or have we gone further and learned how to fly?
I feel such joy as our bodies are singing,
Together, forever, just you and I.
© Pam H. Murray 2002
And listen to music that you'll never hear.
I let myself flow to the classical music.
Your spirit, intrigued, draws silently near.
I let my hand rise and fall, like a feather,
Floating and free on the words of a song.
I feel your body swaying with mine.
Our special connection is suddenly strong.
As soon as you touch me, I feel us dancing,
Or have we gone further and learned how to fly?
I feel such joy as our bodies are singing,
Together, forever, just you and I.
© Pam H. Murray 2002
May 28, 2002
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