My dream how sweet all things will seem in a land we live together and there was love long and slow You move me with such a mystery as it appears within the clouds of your dangerous eyes When i behold them at night there is nothing else i see but grace and measure richness quietness and pleasure Your eyes that did haunt me in my sleep I will undertake the death of the whole world so i might live one night in your bossom This is the tragedy of my heart
Posted on: Tue, 11 Jun 2013 19:09:51 +0000
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