On an evening with Amy
These are infinities: no silence broken-
and autumn's here
to intertwine us as we breathe
with leaves of gold.
And here we stand, gazing
in this mirrorlake
to see eachothers face
In this sweet silence
you softly call my name
-the love in it
is to be felt, not heard.
and autumn's here
to intertwine us as we breathe
with leaves of gold.
And here we stand, gazing
in this mirrorlake
to see eachothers face
In this sweet silence
you softly call my name
-the love in it
is to be felt, not heard.
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| Lone Dreamer: | Donderdag, juli 31, 2008 22:51 |
| Sweet... and beautiful. Gelezen en herlezen, raakte me meteen. Liefs, LSD |
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| Auteur: Alaska | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 27 juli 2008 | ||
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