Dance with me

In all the childrens books that were read, the smiling moon was a happy and peaceful picture.

As a woman, looking up at the moon brought a magical, mystical kind of peace and carm.

Now I take your hand and under the childhood moon, the mystical moon, I dance with the Man who opened my soul and walked right in.

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Posted: Jul 2013
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To dance in the moonlight with the one you love is perfect,
'takes Michaels hand'

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weemick1960
Hi my Love,
I dance in the moonlight with only one woman, our own personal spotlight. Let the music of our hearts play and those feet start to tap, then come to me and we'll see what we shall see. Enjoyed this my Love, I really like the picture too. We're under starters orders. "Dance with me," you bet sweetheart, always.
You are the eternal rose that blooms in my heart.
Your Michael eternal.
ladyjewel
kiss I saw this picture and thought, our most magical time is in the moonlight, and I just loved the childlike smiling moon that seems to cradle the lovers as they dance.
we have a unique love and this picture is how I see it, gentle, soft, kind, loving, full of trust and always being there, just taking each others hand and dancing because we cansmitten
shubhrank
hello dear,
ur poem for me is like a innocent girl who wants a love nd wants to be at a shinny place hug
ladyjewel
hug hello shubhrank, smiles, mmmm maybe it is in a way, as a girl I lived in fairytails, but as a woman I lost a lot of that, Michael helped me find it again, and it is lovely to be able to hold the fairytail in your hands and know there is a Man who is real that will always make that part of me come to lifeteddybear
beautifulyou
So lovely, ladyjewel purple heart
kle76am
great pic, great poem.....good luck with the loving...fairytales are everywhere it is just that sometimes we forget to look. We get so caught up in horror stories.....peace heart wings love
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