Midnight Dreams - Poem by Ronald Chapman
Holding our hearts is where we start,
One million miles can't keep us apart,
When our worlds collide and my days are dark.
You are my blue sky; you are my bridge across an ocean of time,
I travel to you in misty midnight dreams,
To touch you, my sweet love.
Wishing, never leaving the arms,
Of my empress with hair of black, fluttering in a cool southern breeze,
Dressed in red, blue, and cloaked in Angel white.
The fire in your red lips,
Seeing you see me,
Bringing me out,
From behind the mist.
Found my bride and married her Soul now,
My passion, a thousand years past.
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