To find the magic just to lose it once again,
so very tragic when you are not by myside.
I see you in the rise of the morning sun and
thru the day till the evening is done.
The willow whispers of sweet memories
as much as you haunt my dreams,
the sound of your voice reminds me
this was not at all by choice
The heart sings a melancholy song
as it knows where I belong,
where the heavens reign and
our souls will unite forever and a day
as it will forever long,
No comments:
Post a Comment