Transcendental Sonnet #960:
Where Dreams Begin

for Silke

You and me in a field of clover
Silke that is where I want to be
Embracing as the clouds drift over
You and me happy and safe and free

Cradled in sweet clover watching clouds
You and me to see what we can see
Liberated from the dark which crowds
In the shadows of the waking mind
Daydreaming we leave them all behind

As magic hours bloom into magic days
I kiss your closed eyes as your lashes brush
My lips so eager for your tender skin
And as I softly weep you tell me "hush...
This is reality where dreams begin"

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+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMIV Silke LLC

I find it both, so refreshing and amazing the love you two have for each other. The bond, so unbreakable.
It's heartwrenching, but in a great way.
You know the saying, we always want what we can't have? Well, for some it isn't what we can't have, but merely what seems unattainable, for some time, and can serve to break the heart when we see others whom has managed that feat, and at the same time, it mends us, because love like yours, opens our hearts to hope once again, and to never give up on our dreams.

A very warm sonnet, indeed. You pulled if off, again, Steve.

Blessed Be!
Aiyana

I think Aiyana said it quite nicely. Carry on, carry each other. You will both make it through this! I love you both!

~*HUGS*~
Megan

Nice feelings from this poem. Well from them all really. Thanks Steven.