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Somewhere candlelight plays as two lovers dance someone lights a few for a love anew or one gone askew someone is taking a chance on a branch, with a lit candle and poem just for you. Somewhere someone closes their eyes radiating love, bursting at the seams! Somewhere someone's curiosity peeks and pries, and hides inside your most precious dreams Somewhere someone's hand needs yours, longing for you in every way. Somewhere new love has begun its course. Somewhere someone prays you won't go away. If you’ll take my hand now, we’ll go far If you’ll take a chance now, and show me who you are I will love you more than you could possibly see If you can see yourself standing next to me I’ll watch over you like a star above keep you afloat on treacherous seas Oh yes, I’ve so fallen in love . . . I long to create worlds with you. You dumb my tongue. I am yours to tame, stand by you, wash away all of your tears, and beat up all your fears This is me at my most vulnerable, wishing to hold your hand for the rest of my years.
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May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 12:28 PM UTC
Somewhere
Somewhere candlelight plays as two lovers dance someone lights a few for a love anew or one gone askew someone is taking a chance on a branch, with a lit candle and poem just for you. Somewhere someone closes their eyes radiating love, bursting at the seams! Somewhere someone's curiosity peeks and pries, and hides inside your most precious dreams Somewhere someone's hand needs yours, longing for you in every way. Somewhere new love has begun its course. Somewhere someone prays you won't go away. If you’ll take my hand now, we’ll go far If you’ll take a chance now, and show me who you are I will love you more than you could possibly see If you can see yourself standing next to me I’ll watch over you like a star above keep you afloat on treacherous seas Oh yes, I’ve so fallen in love . . . I long to create worlds with you. You dumb my tongue. I am yours to tame, stand by you, wash away all of your tears, and beat up all your fears This is me at my most vulnerable, wishing to hold your hand for the rest of my years.
Written in 2003 revised in 2012 - one of my few happy poems. :)
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May 26, 2012
May 26, 2012 at 12:28 PM UTC
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