Eagles wheel freely in dawn's virgin glow. A doe and her fawn drink diamond drops from rock pool washed clean by night's rain. Waves of mercury and bronze, follow footsteps of past lovers, erased from all shores save memory. I walk upon jewels of grass and flagstones to look upon the old stone wishing well, even it has been invigorated and shines with the glorious newness of another day. Only my wish seems old and battered by time, as I drop it in the well upon wings of a penny. Copper glows golden like my lover's mane, lazily it floats upon drowsing water. I pretend we are together, upon the shore. Every leonine detail is so clear and fine, the feel of your power so carefully leashed and splendid beneath my fingertips. Water makes ripples wider and wider, as penny rolls and sparks lights sinking in depths of shadow and moss. I watch the muscles of your bare chest ripple as you laugh and catch my dancing form. Warm, strong breeze surrounds me, beautiful, sure hand holds mine once again. No dream lover's body could be so graceful, mouth tasting so warm and full of cinnamon. I know not how you walked out of the past today, only that the space and time we share between the waves in the wishing well is ours forever.Birth sign: Scorpio
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