When I am in your arms,
in the middle of the night
and reach back to touch
your long dark hair
as you sleep,
I know I've found home....

And all through the night
I hear the whispers
of angels wings
and I am content.....

Now the journey
to get back there
is what comes to me in dreams

07/31/2003

Posted on 08/01/2003
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