Softest touch of a long cold winter
and the hearts of life taken
the eyes that watch her play thing
I carry to her ways
The sight the smell of my lovers breeze
scents of the midnight flowers bloom
the fragrance of perfection never smelled so good
cold winter touch sets in hands
and freezes to a sleepling bliss
I shut my eyes and watch her embrace the soul that never rests
Long days and hours short
such a thing to never wrought
Cant wait for that sin
Cant wait to be with her now
Can never find that missing place
but now you took that place
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