Feb 2015
My dear lady has life been fair to you,
How have you been in these silent nights?
Do you still dream in these harsh cold days,
And take care of your brutal cuts from the frost.
Do you still voice any of your ideals and desires,
And are you still in the moments living your dreams?
How have you been in these silent nights?
Do you still dream in these harsh cold days,
And take care of your brutal cuts from the frost.
Do you still voice any of your ideals and desires,
And are you still in the moments living your dreams?
While in my silence I wonder in my thoughts,
And create a canvas she would be happy dancing in a red dress,
Then depart away from the images as it is pulled from the mind.
One day these thoughts will rest in peace,
And no longer will be a curiosity,
But end in the darkness where dreams cease.
And create a canvas she would be happy dancing in a red dress,
Then depart away from the images as it is pulled from the mind.
One day these thoughts will rest in peace,
And no longer will be a curiosity,
But end in the darkness where dreams cease.
(39/M/Highland of stars)
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