To see you is to look at a band of winds sharing their realm
Comprehending which one flows the best
While voices stroke the air with waves that overwhelm
Removing all the distance from the rest
To see you is to look into a house of joy where all lamps are lit
Full of many soothing hearts full of life and love
Containing familiar scents of which I admit
Must be from heaven up above
To see you is to see a thousand years of golden days
In all my many thoughts divided by the sea
Knowing you have always lived within the rays
Of these dreams held inside of me
To see you is to see a power that for a moment smiles
Summoning a protective destination
Never conferring with that which is not worthwhile
In the dawning of circumspection
Nov 3, 2010
Nov 3, 2010 at 7:50 PM UTC
To see you is to look at a band of winds sharing their realm
Comprehending which one flows the best
While voices stroke the air with waves that overwhelm
Removing all the distance from the rest
To see you is to look into a house of joy where all lamps are lit
Full of many soothing hearts full of life and love
Containing familiar scents of which I admit
Must be from heaven up above
To see you is to see a thousand years of golden days
In all my many thoughts divided by the sea
Knowing you have always lived within the rays
Of these dreams held inside of me
To see you is to see a power that for a moment smiles
Summoning a protective destination
Never conferring with that which is not worthwhile
In the dawning of circumspection
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