Fantasy, by Lorena Bernhardt
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I look in your eyes,
A stricking green.
My heartbeat flies,
A movie scene.
Take my hand.
Hold me tight.
Across the sand,
In the moonlight.
We dance and swirl,
I'm in a daze.
My head's in a whirl,
Mind in a haze.
Whisper in my ear,
Three little words.
Now comes a tear,
From what I heard.
This is my dream,
My happy place.
You and me,
Face to face. |
Posted: 2010-04-05 01:56:39 UTC |
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2010-04-27 14:53:27 | Convalescence |
This is really good. I feel like I'm there.... when I read it ... it's awesome. |