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I touched your face like the first time.
I kissed your lips like the first time.
I caressed your hair like the first time.
I made love to you like the first time.

Like the very first time...

Goodbye....
I am surrounded by yesterday.
Shadows from the past will never go away.
You had once cut your skin and let me in.
Forever your silhouette will linger herein.

You were so alive i felt like a ghost.
There were many doors but your door was the only one i needed the most.
To walk through to find a new world.
Where i could fight my fears so cold.

Thank you...

Thank you for yesterday...
For letting me stay...
For letting me touching your face...
For letting me taste a sip of your peace...
For her
It was years ago...
The day you had to go...
And i have been waiting still for years...
For you to come near...

Years pass by...
Another year has gone by...
Will i still have to try...
Will my tears ever run dry...
Mr. Willie Senior i will always miss you. May you rest in peace...
You looked me deep in the eye
I knew what you wanted to say.
It was not the music merging with my body.
As i laid me down on the floor before everybody.

You touched my feet and i trembled, my heart chimed.
Felt like the very first time
The music was going faster and ******.
As you played my every string so fantastic.

The lights had gone out, it was dark as could be.
I could not see you but i could feel you.

The floor was cold but my hands were even colder...
When you put your hands on me, pressing your body against me tighter...
You kissed me, and i could feel the sweetness of the wine you had just sipped...
My hands dancing through your hair, as your scent dripped...

Suddenly you turned around and walked away...
Leaving me dancing alone like a stray...

Not tonight...
Not tonight...

*Not tonight...
Little girls running across the bank.
'Behold the man, the rover' they sang.
With the first blooms of spring humming.
Little girs hopping and dancing.

Children of the green hills.
Before the mountains that stand still.
Along the rivers under the sycamores they pad.
Standing against the storm that is mad.

Little girls come heal my soul...
Lay me down my wounds are foul...
Sing me a song to my sleep...
Into a kind slumber i shall fall deep...

Little girls, i want to dance with the wind that swirls through your hair.
My children, i want to run across my father's land for you are so fair.
I want to dance a fling in the silver light of the moon.
I want to dance and sing with you again very soon.

Little girls...come heal my soul...
My wounds are foul...
It was a cold frozen morning.
The day i had to bury my Father.
As if refusing to answer my calling,
I felt the air, i saw many gloomy colours.

The crows were all around.
I can still hear them squawking in my head until now.
A
symbol
of our love
For you and me
to remember always
Till the day
we both die and fade away
I offer what money can not buy
My only devoted and everlasting heart
I'll stand by you
No matter what is probably coming our way.
I will always love you till my heart stops beating.
I wanna grow old with you and die in your arms because i
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
Love
You
Merry Xmas to you all... God bless us everyone...
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