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Sep 2014
All that felt so still
Became a stir
A silent beat
That fell into a torrent of thunder

From a touch of hands
To a feinted kiss
In a world of the new
Our time
This place

And now I'm glossed
Smitten by you my love
Fallen
Spellbound to your beauty  
Pure  

I fall to your prey
Fold on my knees
Bow to your touch
Kiss me
Lets fly my lovely  
Fly together
Fly away to the lands
Where our heaven waits  

Kiss me my lovely
Hold me
Hold me tight
Run take the whole of me
The wrong
Now becomes
Our right
andy fardell
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