Dancing to an elaborate symphony playing our song of desire as we touch those tender places where the music becomes a fire. Advertisements
Serve me cold champagne every day and let’s dance in pale evening’s light clinging to one another, dipping, swaying to lulling sounds of nature’s orchestral night.
Morning breeze billows portal veils Caressing my naked skin As your roughened hands tease me
singing for supper
In this holy house
shadows waltz on stone monks sing Gregorian chants heavenly voices ©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg Carpe Diem Winter Retreat 2018- Day 3