J. P

In the middle of tender sea
On the island of Grace and Care
We will live only you and me,
Having burnt at the sunset despair.

We will touch only breeze and sky
For today at the dawn choose the weather.
We will live only you and I
In the dream that we’ve built together.

We will never let our hearts
To be rhymed with grief and sorrow
We will no more be apart
For true love does not wait till tomorrow.
30/09/00


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