Music
May 18, 2008 · Filed Under Works
When my eyes begin to open
A nights dream fulfilled
Your thoughts and the magic you wove
Keep me warm and dreaming still
Sometimes dawn carries with it the knifes edge
Wounds of what’s been said
It’s afterall love my darling
Whose demands are steep and high
There are days when I trip and fall
,The journey through these fort walls,
Believing in the whisper of the wind
For it carries with it the music you make
This flame that keeps me awake
Guiding me through the clouds of delight
Stirring my soul and this human me
All of me is the music you make
You call it destiny
I call it my everything
No clue how it came it be
Love is more than it’s claimed to be
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