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Whispers sound softly as the cool moon rise,
grass flows in the air and the tide begins to rise,
gentle crash along the open shore break,
a bird flys by singing a song,
and all i can hear is my heart beat along,
holding your hand as my heart continues to race,
and you squeze it back in sweet embrace,
we sit in the sand on the open shore line,
and we drift off into dream, and we stop all time,
a smile and a glance into each others eyes,
and the love we see cannot be lies,
this time it last for all eternity,
yet a minute has gone by in our open day dream,
One more kiss and its back to reality,
as we stand up and look out to sea,
we turn our backs and keep holding hands,
as our feet steps through the cool night sands,
wrapped so tightly in each others love,
its a gift that was sent from the heavens above,
the stars they shine on us to light up the night,
and create a path for our love to fight.
 William Saint Claire · Fri Nov 28, 2008 @ 05:19pm · 0 Comments |
