is the pure desire
that sets that soul of love on fire
and hums to the tune of gathered hearts beating
keeps on going, always repeating
and truest-in the song-is listened
and still waiting for dry tears to glisten
that should tear many of souls
that kept waiting in the cold
ive listened in the coldest land
and desired in the sea of sand
yet, always beyond proximity
i asked a question- please love me?
Aug 17, 2011
Aug 17, 2011 at 2:56 AM UTC
is the pure desire
that sets that soul of love on fire
and hums to the tune of gathered hearts beating
keeps on going, always repeating
and truest-in the song-is listened
and still waiting for dry tears to glisten
that should tear many of souls
that kept waiting in the cold
ive listened in the coldest land
and desired in the sea of sand
yet, always beyond proximity
i asked a question- please love me?
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