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Jan 2015
Take my hand my love, don't let go and hold it tight
Let me lead you back where we belong
Hold me like you used to do, make love to me tonight
We'll listen to that old James Taylor song
The one that always made me think of you, to ease my mind
There on the radio, when first we kissed
You looked so deep into my eyes, I though I may go blind
As we stood there in the early morning mist

We walked along that forest trail, and stopped to see the falls
I told you that I loved you, and you cried.
Within that moment, then and there, I felt we had it all
The sunset lingered there, the moon denied...
But as the darkness drifted in, our fire broke the chill
We lie within the ruins of our laughter
And then the moon, she sang to us, I can hear it still
It seemed if nothing came before, or after

I slept with you under the stars, and there in space... they danced
In harmony and rhythm with our love
The morning gave to us the sweet aroma of romance
Beneath the clear blue sky, we found above
Love was in the fog below, Spring flowers on the ground
The forest floor was ours, and ours alone
Often, I still dream of this, but daylight comes around
I wake to find the sun... the dream is gone

Though always in my memory, those days of years ago
They clear my heart and bring me thoughts of youth
Like that old James Taylor song... and the love I hope I show
There was always something in the way you moved
You looked my way, or called my name, left this troubled world behind...
So take my hand love, never set it free
I'll remind you of the time we captured love in heart, and mind
And listened to that song, from ol' J.T....

Dean Evans
5-20-2010
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