So softly does the night
embrace me with dreams
and awaken my desires
Floating among the stars,
I drift along a beautiful
and never-ending river
Come to me, my love,
and please take me
wherever home is
Do you feel me
as I sense you
Always within
that which
was meant
to be

~ dennis j hopkins ~
03/2000
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