her love
weaves perfectly
in my deepest dreams
it pours from the skies
like as
the tender rain
bathing me, bathing me and cleansing
oh, the cleansing immerses my soul
into an ocean of words i
convey to keep her
satisfied
her love
weaves perfectly.
weaves perfectly
in my deepest dreams
it pours from the skies
like as
the tender rain
bathing me, bathing me and cleansing
oh, the cleansing immerses my soul
into an ocean of words i
convey to keep her
satisfied
her love
weaves perfectly.
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this is simply beautiful...
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