By M. Madison Date: 19 May 1998
Fear lifts from pools of autumn hues and prussian blue deep waters of your eyes through thin clouds of trust it swims it dives to sky swimming to the air lips touching lips drenched in nebulous deities two souls envisaged in one breath and echoed by voices unbroken in time adrift in the shadows of gossamer seas lips touching lips drenched in nebulous deities. ~**~*~*~ M. Madison 25 Jan 1998 Copyright 1998