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There is an element of chance

In craving for that one last dance

The one that thrills anticipation

Yet flutters you with consternation

 

There is that element of a dream

Where it is not all that it may seem

Wonder consumes reality in its hours

Like heat condensed by a flash of showers

 

There is an element of magic around

Grace catches you without even a sound

Slowly spirals her sage incense in the air

You’re wise, cleansed, nothing left to fear

 

There is an element of fire in your eyes

There’ll be no more hesitation and empty sighs

The dawn breaks open sparkling rays of light

Bubbling celebrations will fill the dim of night

 

The element of chance I found waiting for me

Is the same one I’m hoping will set you free.

 

 

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Yes, I will

 

Wait for the warmth of your breath

As you whisper in my ear

Calling my name.

 

Yes, I’m ready

 

To sip wine from your harvest

Tasting the soil and human toil

As you kiss my lips

 

Yes, I’m coming

 

With the river’s great rush

Feeling it’s caress on my skin

As I take all of you in

 

Yes, I promise

 

That I’ll watch the blush with you

Of sunrise and sunsets

As your fire fuels my flame

 

Yes, I must

 

Breathe the crisp fresh fragrance

Of your mountains and forests

As I lie down with you

 

Yes, I know

 

All your cracks and fault lines

Still I see the beauty in you

Yes, I love you all the same