When you told me that you love me
And I could not answer,
Did it bring a sorrow to your heart?
When you wanted to be with me,
That you could not live without me,
What was left on that cold, grey dawn?
There is a kiss that we all want,
A love that is forever desired.
This spirit of love that envelops us,
Simply shrouds us.

10/30/2006

Posted on 10/30/2006
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