Tuesday, February 3, 2009

As It Stands

In a sea of pure white sand
How did I gain such a chance
Your beautiful hand
Your innocent heart
No weighted issues
Will bring us apart

Have you in my arms
Like the shore of a lake
And take my time
Giving you my stake

This won't sound new
But my words are true
The less I see you
The more I feel blue

But I'm truly lucky
That hope is near
You are my love
Touched my soul so dear

The feelings that mean
You are so real
Stem from my heart
Due to your’s that heals

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