Symphony soundtrack

Rolling hills, green with surprise

Everything else colorless, to these eyes

Walking to the music

First a leap and then a prance

I hurriedly make my advance

Towards object of desire

Still yet unknown to me

Walking in this symphony

Object discovered

I lower my head with praise

Looking up, love’s gaze

So warm, so held

I make my advance

Time for job, not a chance

A dream conjured

Early in sleep

08/13/2005

Author's Note: Still not sure about this one...my first work in a while

Posted on 08/13/2005
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