Drumbeat in the sand
A drumbeat in the sand
A footprint left behind
You take no notice of the land
No notice of the night
The stallion proudly holds its beat
Head high up, he stares you down
The stars tickling his silvery breath
The moon becomes his crown
And all you’ve seen and all you’ve done
You know you’ve played your part
Fear and pain, dreams and hopes
Evaporating in his heart.
He runs..
Chased by the clouds
Faded away
Black against black
Not made to stay
A drumbeat resounding
Your heart so serene
A dream still awakening
You saw, but have never seen
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| Auteur: Mysticelfje |  
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| Gepubliceerd op: 15 maart 2008 | ||
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