Closing my eyes, I drift away.
To a place I used to know.
Where tenderness is here to stay,
And sorrow has a silver lining's glow.
Where love is clear as crystal glass,
And dreams are bathed in golden sun.
Where hopes were thin as ice, alas,
And we were young, the naive ones.
The silence there is loud and deep.
With clumsy words we failed to find.
But one stray look I’ll always keep,
That sent a chill down my spine.
The moment when we brushed so slight,
A touch of skin, a spark so near.
I lost my breath throughout the night.
To feel you close, to hold you dear.
It’s the echo of our love, you see,
Like a sacred, ancient rhyme.
That I keep under lock and key,
In the labyrinths of my mind.
Closing my eyes, I drift away.
To a place I used to know.
Where tenderness is here to stay,
And sorrow has a silver lining's glow.
Closing my eyes
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