APRIL LYRICS: DAY 27, SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES WITH WILLIAMSJI MAVELI, A field of Dreams...

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• APRIL LYRICS: DAY 27,
• SUSAN HILL CO-WRITES
• WITH
• WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
• A Field of Dreams.....

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Poetess Susan Hill writes.....

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•  A verdant green is my memory
• Of the fields around Denali
• Of the oasis of rich beauty
• That was the place you lay me down
• Inside an ancient courtyard
• With the doves circling overhead
• I  felt your lips upon me
• I found the desire of my heart
• It was a cold and rainy day
• When all the fires had gone out
• Except the one we started
• The flames grew round about
• In that hour I became a woman
• That understood too well
• The age old ritual of lust and pain
• The reason I now lived in hell
• I wish to see the fields again
• The place where we made love
• Because that is all that is left of  us 
• of the day I recall so well.....   

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Williamsji Maveli writes....

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• I was floating on your side,
• Sitting always in your ride,
• I was your neighbor once,
• Seeing through every day,
• Sleeping like a little wave,
• on a glassy shore;
• No rest for us
•  none can peep nor enter.
• It is a place that holds no secrets,
• only splendor, tranquility,
• Accepting, everything,
• Giving all, alluring,loving
• A place that we come to,
• thinking we are one,
• only to have our souls
• fused together
•  for a second. 
•  And in that moment,
•  I know you; every aperture,
• Every pulse, Every node
• every thought, every fear.
• And I love you more.
• I feel myself laid
• bare before you,
• and I feel content,
• Joyous, lovely,
• that you are with me, 
•  loving me in my nakedness.
• You are in my blues;
• I am your greens;
• I am your sea;
• You are in my shores;
• You are nude
• I am rude

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Co-written by

POETESS SUSAN HILL

POET WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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