TRUST
The kind of face one trusted instinctively
The lovely fall of hair
A handsome face
Gentle hazel eyes
Eyes that laughed a cross the ages
A heady mixture of innocence and vast knowledge
Skin buffed by the sun
Now glowing like warm cream silk
Gallant and dashing in a suit of silver
A true Knight of old with a heart of gold
And you feel that you've known him your whole life
This is true of .....
My Knight in Shining Armor!
Witch!
29th. June 1998
BELIEVE!
Believe that it exists somewhere
The kind of love that made nonsense
Of safe and sensible things
The only kind worth waiting for
Believe and you feel your feet touch the ground
And finally know where you are headed
Then you can follow the sun
Without walking in anyone else's shadow.
Believe in fairy tales and dreams
For when the day is at end
Only these will last the test of time....
Witch!
30th. June 1998
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