Campfire
As I sit by the light of the campfire
and lean back and gaze at the stars
I am enfolded in the embrace of the night
and safe and warm in your arms

Softly you hold and caress me
I feel so wanted and loved
Needing and wanting you with me
You are a gift from above

Think of me often my darling
As I will be thinking of you
And maybe one day if we're lucky
All of our dreams will come true



Copyright 1979-2004 - Susan Elizabeth Mennecke
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