On Gossamer WingA Poem by MsJewel~ scribbles and heartprints ~
When night falls cool and the moon is pale and there is no sound, save the stars dancing to the beat of my heart I can feel him…. as soft as the stardust that sweeps my pillow mending the roses with tender hands and a gentle heart wrapping me a cocoon of silky nights and pastel painted tomorrows fly butterfly love is alive …on gossamer wing © 2014 MsJewelFeatured Review
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