The Dream I Found In You..........My-C.

The dream I found in you
As I Lay ,night surpassed day, and as I sleep, memories of you I keep, time flies, by and you're all in my mind eyes, clear not dense, the air was heavy with a deep musky fragrance, its more than dating, this love making, on our bed of leaves, surrounded by perfume of mangroves and other plants and trees, that grew heavy on both sides of our island oasis, loving each other and all the romantic places, wanting to abide, and be by my side, on our lake we ride, and as we glide, with the tide ,me and you on our canoe, doing what lovers do, making it everlasting, alarming the animals in passing, huge families of baboons roused from sleep, to peep at love so deep, bellowings swinging about shaking palm trees not thinking about their Zee's watching us share fig's, as the rivers zigs, frounds of wild pig's. start breaking wide, grunting and snorting running to hide, looking real vicious amongst the weeds and bushes, all along the muddy banks, more reasons to give God thanks, yes there's more still thousands of pelicans crane, Egret, Heron, storks, gills, terns,and spoonbills we've never seen such, interrupting their breakfast feeding to watch, nervously the smaller birds take to the air, and we stare, with with care, no finer gift for a wisher, ringed dove parrots, fenches, darters, and kingfishers circling and shrilling cries at the intruders, I guess we could not be ruder, nature we wish not bother, as the canoe arrowed through rippley busy water, in this beautiful weather,schools of minnows would leep together, performing a silvery dance, just a bonus to the romance, of two human beings then there arose a great clatter of wings we kiss, cuddle, and stand there filled the air a vast living carpet, cold tropical birds hundreds of thousands in every color of the rainbow, and our only responds ooh, and aah and a sigh, as they rose and filled the sky, the surface of the water darkened by the storm of birds, something indescribable in words, furrowed by their slapping wings we were flecked with feathers, there's no me and her, rest was provoked, and I awoke.