Loves Makes Us Float

September 22, 2007
By Stephanie Eldridge, Indianapolis, IN

Love makes us float across the ocean like air covering the skies. It touches our lips like raindrops in springtime. My fingers feel the tips of my lips lightly. I fall down into a pile of roses quietly. My eyes close with calm flashes of the night. I sleep dearly counting my dream sights.
The sun comes up and flatters my face. I wait untill my love flys with me again.Its long and short, but worth a tour. Years and days may go by...But love stays at my side.

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