this quiet life
in smiling eyes,
i always look to you,
and feel the same,
no words,
to say,
they wouldn't explain,
anyway,
a dreaming life,
on your lullabies,
my path to your love,
from other far away places,
and i speak,
a fancy,
you've always been,
from since we met,
but i dare not mention,
the heart fall,
if your arms would hold me,
if said to you truly,
and know us the same,
Saturday, January 31, 2009
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