The Stone Institute

As Morning Breaks

As the moon gives reign to the sun,
The fantasy of loving you continues.
The night was good to us,
As we watched our spirits play.
Your kind heart and generous thoughts,
Filled the air with enchantment.
Every word tasted like ambrosia.
Perhaps we can find the time to meet again.
Dreams are a great place to feel loved.
I don’t know how, I don’t know when.
I’ll keep your touch beside my heart.
As morning breaks, I must depart.
I am awake.

Kevin S. “Kiki” Merigian © Feb 2000

Posted by Kathryn Edmonds at 4:10 PM
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