Come take my hand to that far-away land,
Of mysteries and desire,
Come take my hand to that long-sought land,
Of wonders you aspire,
Come lay your head upon my bed,
Of embers, passion, fire,
Come share my dreams, with delights and screams,
With rapture I inspire,
Come fly up high above the sky,
Come let me take you higher,
Come now, don’t wait, don’t hesitate,
Come now, let love transpire.
© 101105 Petit Poet
Friday, October 21, 2005
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