Will I sleep one hundred years,
My first night ‘neath your summer eaves?
Will I cry, shed one hundred tears,
My sorrows clatter like autumn leaves?
Away from me, forever away
Your lips brushing my tears away
Fall asleep, the sleep of peace
As in your arms I lay

Will I dream while embraced in you,
Coupled neath linens clean and new?
Wakened to find my dreams come true,
And lost within your eyes of blue
Singing to me, a familiar song
Lips brush mine with tender song
And like the gentle murmuring sea
Rock me soft the whole night long

One hundred years, may each night seem
Forever may each day so be
And parting but a shadows dream
That has no life in the love we see
Smiling true in eyes brightly shining
Lips brushing mine ~ wet, soft, and shining
Shuddering and rising again to fall
Within your embrace entwining

Will I sleep a hundred years?
Your lips brush all my cares away?
Pain and sorrow erased, and gone my fears?
While in your arms in peace I lay?
Time and love will tell
Time and love will tell



ELAshley
18 March 2002, 1:10am
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