Did I tell you this?
That more often than not, I've prayed that the nights didn't draw their curtains..
For that one moment, one touch of life with you. Just you.
That you are my essential , and are more a part of me than myself.
That more than seldom, I have felt time halting, so that you and I be. Just be.
The wet earth under our feet and the blanket of stars over our souls,
The tears on the morning leaves, the frown on the untrodden paths.. they are for us. All for us.
These words of mine, engraved deep in the stone that's my heart, they flow for you. Only for you.
That more often than not, I've prayed that the nights didn't draw their curtains..
For that one moment, one touch of life with you. Just you.
That you are my essential , and are more a part of me than myself.
That more than seldom, I have felt time halting, so that you and I be. Just be.
The wet earth under our feet and the blanket of stars over our souls,
The tears on the morning leaves, the frown on the untrodden paths.. they are for us. All for us.
These words of mine, engraved deep in the stone that's my heart, they flow for you. Only for you.
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