Yesterday was covered in clouds,
Outside none dared to venture
Under the awnings huddled the masses
Another end to something good
Remembering the joy of ole
Ever wishing for more
Make me that again
Yes we can have more
Sing to me of dreams unlived
Hear the desire in my voice
I know the way to get there
No room for doubt here
Instead only love for you
Need and want combine
Great are the pure of heart
Stubborn and naive in realness
Taking your hand to drag you near
All will be better than before
Rest knowing that I Love You So
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I am not a very intentional writer. No matter how much of a plan I may have before I sit down to write, I very rarely seem able to finish ...
And you are mine! :D You are amazing!
ReplyDeleteMr. Arnautovic, I am flattered :-) Your charm is unparalleled and unceasing.
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