Tuesday, June 26, 2007

for you...

Oh! Glimpse of far horizon
true, sweet whispers own
oh! my lips i could taste
lovely memories of the mist

i could smell and feel the scene
as waves dance with the wind
I close my eyes and dream
so real, i could scream

i could feel the sand beneath my feet
it tickles, so i hurry a bit
i could hear the songs of the grass
i could see shadows above us

you reach out, i give my hand
we hop, we spin, we turn around
time passes by with too much fun
we will always see the same dawn

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