A thought for the day from: Peter Britt
"A lovers soul distant, calls me. Across miles of dreams, imagination and longing, this kindred spirit beckons of my heart. Await the touch of lips unknown so well, to join for the first. None can sooth this pain, but she whose eyes holds this spell within. Holding heart in hands so soft, gentle. Eyes, so filled with life, love and searing passion. Joy comes from a look, and no more. Her touch is her gift, her paradise. Her love unknown to me yet alive in my mind, my visions. From across the miles she calls me to taste the sweetest fruit of passion and to indulge and fill my heart. To be content, to know what the heart may reveal and to revel in surrender. To know peace, together."
© 2003-2007 Peter Britt Krystal Vision Productions
