Saturday, March 23, 2013


Listen as the wind blows from across the great divide 
Voices trapped in yearning, memories trapped in time 
The night is my companion, and solitude my guide 
Would I spend forever here and not be satisfied? 

And I would be the one... 
To hold you down 
Kiss you so hard 
I'll take your breath away 
And after, I'd wipe away the tears 
Just close your eyes, dear "

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