Rosalind sat across from me

Alone, aloof and so distant.

Only her love would set me free

Away from the pain that is so constant.

With flaming heart of succulent red

She sat so silently, so patiently.

Oh, the thoughts that were in my head.

When can my heart finally be free?

01/13/2005

Posted on 12/20/2006
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