Wednesday, March 21, 2012

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Let us fall across the sky of our bed like twilit stars that are spinning through space.
Let the long-stemmed moonlight shine overhead, glancing over the rim of her dark vase.
Night holds the magic in heaven above. The lingering mist encircles us all. 


When I need you most, when I need your love,
 I pray! My dearest darling, 




..................................................................................................................Let me fall. 

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