Blue Skies

Still, beyond the realm of possibility
The thought of you inhabits my quiet
Your love walks in my shadow
And I know you are there like shy sunshine
Peeking out from behind the clouds
Your warmth is a welcome feeling
Cascading over me free of the clouds
Nothing stands between us now
It’s just you and I love
Open road ahead and clear blue skies.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
12-28-06…11:10am
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