2-9-92

The stars twinkle;

the round moon watches over the earth.

All things slow down to a snail pace;

settling into deep slumber.

All I can hear is the quiet lapping

of the water on the beach.

My peaceful thoughts are echoed in your

euphoric face and eyes that reflect the stars.

I want to spend all my days with

you and these surroundings.

When I close my eyes,

I see brilliant arcs of light;

shimmering and pulsating.

There is no anguish here.

Your company is so cherished,

I cannot explain it to you...

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