Distant rhymes embrace my cries,
for oceans can only part us physically.
(So hold hands with my voice for now)
and we'll make up for a lifetime of love,
above the clouds as they rain our sorrows for us.
Leave crying to the heavens, love,
for your eyes are meant to whisper to my lips,
not shed the tears designed for lovers lost.
[Does it look like we need any help,
when we've already found each other?]
And I swear to you, I'll reach for us tonight,
with my loving thoughts, I'll kiss your tender dreams.
We'll run amongst the stars in concert,
as we taste the soft caress of gentle streams,
seeping through the fogs that light our way.
 Rawrz-Kun · Sun Jul 06, 2008 @ 06:25pm · 2 Comments |
