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Oct 2014
Oh, I am a harp
and Your fingers run along
the strings of my heart
oh, how you can play
a symphony of love upon My heart
you are the musician
that plays upon the strings of My heart
Oh, You can take Me where no one else can
to lands and worlds unimagined
Oh, to places were centaurs reside
and mermaids sweetly sing
down a soft enchanted and romantic path
You take me through fields of fire
how I feel the fervent heat
of your passion
through a night flight
over a deep blue enchanted sea
Oh, I see heaven and hell in your embrace
and all the worlds in between
oh, let us leave this low and mean world behind
and sail away through the distant starry skies
to live in a world so sublime
in a world where mermaids sing
and love forever builds towers of hope
of a life in Your forever embrace
and of your love never lost
but always found
and I can lay with You
under stars that shine down
a sacred mystic light
in a land where love is always found
and never lost
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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   --- and Brittany Zedalis
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