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Jun 2016
My time is short
my time has come
I'm hearing the call to go home
with the light of the Rising Sun

It would appear...  
that my Soul...
Has Come Undone

Your hands that held me tight
something it must end tonight
I can't breathe
climbing the skin

This went on for far too long
the ending of this favorite song
it's time for us....
to both be strong.

Because with the timing of the Sun
My spirit may have some time to run

So for tonight Castaway your earthly fears
dry your long soaked moonlit tears
and go away...with me...

and we'll get drunk
under a Gypsy Moon
with my love to you in spades...I swoon
your heart tonight
and just before the coming light....

touch me before tomorrow
avoiding costly sorrows
at loves first sight
when
my heart
and Dawn
.....takes it's last flight.

Cherie Nolan © 2016
Feeling a bit like I can't breathe today not because I'm sick just because so much of my life feels toxic. Fro Gwen and all other gypsy spirit. This came out of nowhere again. Thanks
Ma Cherie
Written by
Ma Cherie  F/Somewhere in Vermont....
(F/Somewhere in Vermont....)   
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