By Krishna Gaines  angels_voice@hotmail.com
Date: 9 February 1998

Forbiden Dream

In another time, another place
If we bent the laws of time and space.
Without your woman, without my man,
Walking slowly, hand in hand,
Our bare feet on the white hot sand,
Waves crashing upon the land.
A look delivered from your eyes to mine
Would our hearts beat together 'til the end of time?
Would my touch give you a shiver?
Would your love to me deliver?
The welcoming silence of no one around
Would your tender touch carry me to the ground?
If you closed your eyes and opened your mind
Would our hands and our lips and our bodies entwine?
As you look up to gaze at the heaven above
Would you swear on this dream what we have here is love?