Your dulcet cry pleases my senses, wafting <br /> gently thru my soul <br /> as I nestle 'neath the natural currents of your <br /> tempting respiration <br /> Scudding silently behind my closed thoughts, <br /> as my consciousness lays in repose, I <br /> being bound in the fine fabric of your aura <br /> bearing truth, oneness and inspiration<br /><br />John Leroy Maxwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sweet-sylph/
