Cradle Of Love Poem by David Harris
Cradle Of Love
Relaxing in the cradle of love
when that dream comes true,
the angel of our dreams appears
to say that I love you.
We stroll in romantic places
always hand in hand.
Knowing the music playing
as we walk along the sand.
The sunset and stars appear
as if they were dancing with the moon,
and we relax in the cradle of love
even on cold winter nights.
30 January 2009
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