| Once when I was a youth of seventeen, I met quite by chance, love's face in a dream. It's youth did astound me, it's beauty was seen, like a flower in summer, like a bird on the wing. As this dream did proceed, I became quite aware, this love was a seed, earthwardbound through the air. For from love between two, does a thing start to grow, so young and so lovely, like raindrops, you know? The raindrops forms puddles, then the stream starts to flow, till the river explodes in the ocean below. For indeed love is gentle, like a soft summer breeze, traversing the world, with the greatest of ease, but also it can be, a bridge strong to test, over waters of hatred and troubled unrest. My life was this dream, I'd been waiting for you, to reach out and touch me, and make me brand new. Now our love is a tree, growing upward so far, as to reach through the clouds, and conquer the stars. |
| Love's Dream Steve Gage 1974 - Year of the Cat [Tiger] |
