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Our Silhouettes cast upon a dawn sky, My hand in yours.... A touch from which we do not shy Lead us now to safer shores. A gap to bridge, Between strangers. Protect you now from unknown dangers. Your loneliness I will abridge. One half is mine The other of your design. Piece together our own fantasy In center, you and me. In sync with this beat Our bodies now meet. Support each other Love no other. Uplift you Prove this is true Veiled in white Your beauty fills my sight I do, I do, I need to be with you Under steeple stands Couple with clasped hands Waiting to be bound Just as we were found Wanting of love, Lips now meet. A babe's new cries this world does greet. Held in mothers arms. Keep her free from all kinds of harm. Called to serve Steel your nerve On desert sands Guns replace your lover's hands In the shade of palms Your world weary palms Fall to the Earth A soul free'd from its berth Half a world away What can she say A mothers loss, Flowers on a lonely cross. Daughters hands where his did hold. Left without a father Thoughts do bother... Where is father?
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Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
Our Silhouettes
Our Silhouettes cast upon a dawn sky, My hand in yours.... A touch from which we do not shy Lead us now to safer shores. A gap to bridge, Between strangers. Protect you now from unknown dangers. Your loneliness I will abridge. One half is mine The other of your design. Piece together our own fantasy In center, you and me. In sync with this beat Our bodies now meet. Support each other Love no other. Uplift you Prove this is true Veiled in white Your beauty fills my sight I do, I do, I need to be with you Under steeple stands Couple with clasped hands Waiting to be bound Just as we were found Wanting of love, Lips now meet. A babe's new cries this world does greet. Held in mothers arms. Keep her free from all kinds of harm. Called to serve Steel your nerve On desert sands Guns replace your lover's hands In the shade of palms Your world weary palms Fall to the Earth A soul free'd from its berth Half a world away What can she say A mothers loss, Flowers on a lonely cross. Daughters hands where his did hold. Left without a father Thoughts do bother... Where is father?
Prompt was a video - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CvQBUccxBr4
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shane-daniel-mendoza
English
Mar 6, 2014
Mar 6, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
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