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Replaced with new metaphors
Eternal...wasn't

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Light on leaves is sometimes cold,
There is a season that shivers
And bird song is lost, vanishing,
Wind through the trees.

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Rains travel to roots through grass
And leaves, left by the wind,
Handed from the sky, when time
Has left what becomes foretold.

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The sun is a river of light in cloud,
Burns the waters into breaking
And the earth swims and cries,
The reverent trees have open arms.

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One day in the spark of the bud,
The fires of bloom paint with scent,
Birds do return, to seed in branches,
Sing their songs of renewals.

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The forest new is blessed and green,
Creatures nesting in the deep heart
And rivulets rill down into earths,
Wind through the trees.

I know your eyes, you lips, your smile.
A love so warm, it burns for a while.
A wick to my core, the flame travels through.
And it all leads back to that spark from you.

My match, we match, you burn, two fires in the night.
We waltz, we dance, in my dreams, under the moonlight.
So many daydreams I cannot write.
But you and me, we click together just right.

I can feel it in my core, deep behind my eyes.
I can sense it in my soul, and I must reprise.

My match, we match, you burn, two fires in the night.
We waltz, we dance, in my dreams, under the moonlight.
So many daydreams I cannot write.
But you and me, we click together just right.

It's a beautiful feeling when I see you,
in my dreams, on the street, what can I do?
You've run away from my heart like an artery.
Without you, sweetheart, why should I breathe?

It's a beautiful day when I'm with you,
but as the sun sinks down, what can I do?
To finish this off; this much is true.
*I really do *wish there was only one of you.

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Beautiful endeavors
this path which we do stroll
Tempting terms and visions
on flowing fields a’ roll
Laughter sings the praises
of worlds we both have seen
Now we are together
and life is but a dream

Sunrise early mornings
soft the dawning breeze
Rustling poetic
through patterns in the trees
Songbirds sing good morning
as they fly above the dew
Now we are together
its like a dream come true

Love beyond the borders
into our hearts does leap
Glistening on amber waves
forever we shall keep
Atop the highest mountain
we glance down from above
Now we are together
*in dreams of perfect love