With Me
Gentle, forming us within my mind. My... Mine... I minded you were gone. I want to be here holding you to light your morning song, as mourning long we kneel of loss, of when our days were new, and no one knew we two would be as one. Two Lovers My sun will shine with every way, the only light who sees our day and thinks the pale moon in the sky revolves to see two lovers loving nigh. My sun and all those plans creating new a wooded land where two may play in June the whole marsh stomping through,... Sign in to see full entry.