By William Lee Swafford

Lay you down in a bed of Rose's…

Allow you to caress my soul…

Live for the moment…

When two parts can become whole…

I see me in you…

Feel you in me…

Twisted into one as only real lovers can be…

You are the wind of the hurricane…

I’ll be the eye of your storm…

You be the hills of the valley…

I’ll be the sun keeping you warm…

You will be in the places…I won’t allow others to see…

You fill my emptiness…my shores to your sea…

Needing you…like one needs breath to breath…

Enter into each other…with a spiritual ease…

Pick you up from the bed of roses…

Walk on a rainbow over the clouds…

Holding hands with one another…

Two lovers standing proud…

Just avoid the thorns on the stems…

Just avoid the crowd…

Keeping things silent…

That you want to shout out loud…

That I love you and that you love me…

Upon the bed of roses…is where we only find peace…