i imagine,
in love's true perfection,
that i could rest airily
in love's true perfection,
that i could rest airily
beneath the emitting rain in her
eyes
they remain
so sensual, so inviting that i--
oh, i could give up my life
to reach for the heaven that rests deeply
within them
so sensual, so inviting that i--
oh, i could give up my life
to reach for the heaven that rests deeply
within them
although they cradle sadness,
and ache ferociously
for another,
i try to embrace her in my dreams
and more often than not
do
and ache ferociously
for another,
i try to embrace her in my dreams
and more often than not
do
so during each willing night
that i
whisper
how i love the rain
in her eyes
i ache just as
easily
for the passion
i feel dying in
her soul
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