the heart of a whisper,
borne on the hint of a breeze,
echoes, dancing forever,
into the endless expanse of night...
you touch my heart
and I am moved to speak...
but a world blossoms in my throat
and sweet breath deserts me...
you touch my heart
and I am moved to speak...
but words are silence
and the moment is gone.
borne on the hint of a breeze,
echoes, dancing forever,
into the endless expanse of night...
you touch my heart
and I am moved to speak...
but a world blossoms in my throat
and sweet breath deserts me...
you touch my heart
and I am moved to speak...
but words are silence
and the moment is gone.
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