Some nice things happened [Thank God]
so this poem was written.
Brilliant Light
At times, we step out into our separate lives;
Always dreaming, in childlike manner, of when we can again collide.
We are both splashed with the scent of heavenly flowers;
It is good to smell such sweetness, full of that cherished desire.
Am I his fair lady, the loveliest one he dares to hold near?
For only time will tell is his house is allowed to breathe this new air.
On floors that have been trodden on year after year;
My hands, my curves have now touched them – oh now he’s done (smile)
Sure it is a healthy thing to be confident, believing it’s a brilliantly cast light;
Its also healthy to believe in - to feel the warmth – in this wintriest of times.
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