Friday, April 11, 2008
Heaven.
Heaven in Your Arms The night is young And so are we The baptism of fire Is yet to come We have just begun Our voyage’s fun Or breaking trek It’s a never ending run Where the only weapon We have is our hearts And our open arms No relationship is ever Old enough Or prudent tough Not to twinge On some breaking ground Or crack on some spats But only one word Lights the passage And diphthong multiple hurdles Bites the dust off the spell “ Love… ” It’s the protector of our light On heavy laden deluge...
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