Phil Golding

I dreamt of you in the middle of the night
We sat together by the flames orange light
Pink candle flames danced behind the wine
Your head on my shoulder, hair smelt so fine

Your hand reached, a butterfly touch on my face
Looking at you,your lips,a smile, there was trace
Two lips, a soft kiss, which said so much
Our arms, sweet caress,in a lovers touch

Our wants, our needs, all our desires...

Whoosh sparkling stars

Sun rain rainbow

Ice slip crash

unprotected sex clap

Mushroom cloud death

Exploding emotions

Expectations

Blank!

Tree falls eh!