He cups my cheek within his hand
Embracing all of who I am
Slipping on a golden band
Embracing all of who I am

Floating out of a dark embrace
A tear slowly slips down my cheek
I lightly touch my dampened face
Willing my hand for warmth to seek

I yearn for those sweet emotions
Conjured up by my soul each night
They lead to the long days distractions
When y imagination again takes flight

Soon dusk offers a cloak of darkness
My bed becomes my sweet oblivion
The shadows sooth with their bleak starkness
And so my dreams burn with resurrection:

He cups my cheek within his hand
Embracing all of who I am
Slipping on a golden band
Embracing all of who I am

Tuesday, 25 May 2004

 
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