Wednesday, January 29, 2014

Wings

On the frozen soul of these old grounds
Sleep falls in snowy skies
Bringing me the sweet thought of your smile
Holding you close in a dimension of hopes.
But awake in this lifetime mystery
I cannot run after a stranger heart
Because all there was, was my illusion
Saving me from losing the pieces of love
And your wings could shade the storm of confusion.

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