In Pursuit of Love
When the eagle soars wild and free
Come..
When the seagull flies over the sea
Come to me.
Slowly you rise like a slow moving tide
you rise like an angel and come to my side
Speak softly
starlight and moon beams
your beauty
surrounding me.
When the mist settles after the rain
Stay…
When the gentle wind whispers your name
Stay with me…
Walking together through pine scented trees
the forest is calling, come closer to me
Our eyes meet
passions ignited
enraptured
eternally.
Written on 7/26/2022
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2022
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