Romancer Part One
The sun of your eyes,
Your voice like milk,
Honeyed in travel.
I am guided by your flow,
Our entwined dream
Together unraveled.
The smell of sky vanilla,
A brighter bridge embarked.
Your touch around me
An unknown holiness,
Unseen and outside of time.
And manifested, I will,
Out of will and out of rhyme.
We lay lazily in the warmth of sleep,
Softly in the haze of my mind's keep.
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