If in <br />another space <br />our two minds <br />could interlace <br />like loving <br />legs on <br />sprawling beds <br />of sparkling lights <br />and moonbeam flights, <br />we could float <br />till dawn <br />on clouds <br />new born <br />just touched <br />with sun <br />like earth begun, <br />you and I <br />in another sky. <br /> <br />Sally Plumb<br /><br />Sally Plumb Plumb<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cloud-15/
