Saturday, November 22, 2008

Until My Name Is Heard On The East Horizon.

Hug me, o . .morning breeze,
Take me, to a faraway land,
Where love is until I close my eyes at the end,
And let me pray under the light of hope,
Be a butterfly , you'll understand me,
Sing like a firefly, where you'll see my soul,
Darling, the eternal love and one will,
Spreading the sweetest memories upon life,
See ! a rainbow lies behind a mountain,
Until my name is heard on the east horizon.

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