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    Presenting the gentle rhyme of Sand:

BIO: Sandra Prouse originally from Newport, Pa. Traveled extensively in the United States while her husband was
 in the Air Force for 20 years and toured most of Europe several years ago.  Now divorced and living in Port Orange, Fla.
with her youngest son Ryan.  She's a proud mom of six children.  
Her first book is currently being marketed under the title "THE SOFTEST KIND OF LOVE" and a second book
titled " AQUA SILK AND BRUISES" soon to be published.
INSPIRATIONS:  Children, nature, God's love, and family.

Sogni d'oro                   GOLDEN DREAMS TO YOU                  The night is dark and chilly, the day has gone away                   The time has come to curl up and put my thoughts away                   The candle light makes shadows upon my bedroom wall                   Soft and flickering shadows that dance so very tall                   I close my eyes and drift away to a land of golden dreams                   A place so full of beauty, exquisite and serene                   A garden filled with lilacs, wildflowers of every kind                   Roses in abundance and yellow dandelions                   A bubbling brook lies hidden, a doorway to the sea                   I slide my body into it , the warmth embraces me                   I feel the water glide so smoothly touching every place                   Immersed in golden dreams of a distant loving face                   Golden dreams surround me and take me far away                   To the land of love and laughter, a place where I can play                   Running through the meadows with the sun upon my back                   Surrounded by the heather, a lunch inside a sack                   Golden dreams surround me, I think I want to stay                   If I could only lie here forever and a day                   Inside your arms so strong and sure, I feel so safe and warm                   In golden dreams I feel your love keeping me secure                   © Sand * * *                   Sogni d'oro                   Ciao amore                   PRETEND                  Pretend you are holding me close to your chest                   Feel my warm body, my arms round your neck                   The fragrance is touching you, my hair on your face                   The warmth of my body makes your heart race                   Pretend you are holding me close to your chest                   Feel my heart beat as you stroke my warm breast                   Touch with your lips the eyes that are closed                   Kiss my moist mouth as your lips press so close                   Pretend you are holding me close to your chest                   Feel the desire as you reach to caress                   Touch my neck gently, trace every spot                   Kiss me so tender, feel me so hot                   Pretend you are holding me, feel my warm breath                   Touch with your fingers the spot on my neck                   The illusion of softness, the grace of a swan                   This woman you hold in the strength of your arms                   © Sand * * *                    THE SOFTEST LOVE                 Skin that feels as soft as satin, warmth to touch and heal                   Delicate fingers that trace so softly, almost isn't real                   I hold your hand inside of mine and it feels so very small                   But the strength I feel inside of you could climb a mountain tall                 A woman's gentle beauty that casts a glow of pride                   She knows when you feel empty, even when you hide                   Her lips can soothe a wound or bring such ecstasy                   Her hands can mend a broken wing and let it fly so free                   The legs she holds a child upon can run so swift and sure                   She'll hide her courage deep within and let it shine so pure                   Her smile will bring you to your knees or soothe a baby's cry                   She'll let her laughter echo when deep inside she cries                   That narrow waist you hold so tight can nourish God's creation                   Expand to hold a baby's form and offer you temptation                   Her back can carry heavy loads and nurse a child to health                   And offer you the softest love that you ever felt                   Her scent is soft and sweet, her body meant to love                   She gives it all so willingly with a faith from up above                   She'll cry herself to sleep at night and wake to greet the day                   I believe God made a miracle when He made woman this way                       ©  Sand   * * *                 for more of Sand's poetry visit: Writings by Sand