I share with you my memories,
all that happens day by day,
though our hands are not clasped
as one, your love is with every way.
The sun was brightly shining, the sky
a royal blue and miles and miles
between us couldn't stop by love for you.
The Spanish moss was simple, a piece
slipped through my hands and amazed
at the simplicity and it unique no need
demands.
Yet something mysterious was happening
it brought you so ever near and reminded
me of such a love that lives off the blue of
the air.
There is no greater moment,
no magic or suprise, you took
my hand and led me high.
Blue is the sky, blue as can be,
you gave it a clor right out of
a dream.
I started singing and to my
surpise the words, just flowed
from my soul to my mind.
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