CAMELOT FANTASIES

The wind blows
Crisp and clear
Your love is felt
As it swerves over the mountains
Through the forests
Running through
The crystal waters
Of the running stream
As true as the earth is to the touch
As is your caress
Of your musk scented hand
Touches me softly
For in your gentle stroke
Swelling of my heart
You evoke

When were together
Content in your love
When were apart
Our memories play
Like a movie
With romantic music
Streaming
I'm well aware
I am not dreaming
Each kiss melts all my fears
That amassed
For too many years

I tear not of sadness
Only of true gladness

~Divine