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By galadrial Date: 2002 Nov 20 Comment on this Work [[2002.11.20.06.50.32015]] |
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Swirling in the purple night, glimpsed of heaven in my sight wrapped in warm you made me feel, holding close this deeper real. Oh the chill that touched my face, frost that paints the field with lace, closer to my god with thee, what is this you've done to me? Bursts of lighting deep the skies, trails across the quiet sighs Feeling held, how could this be when you are miles far from me? Still I raise these eyes of mine, drunk i am on heady wine sipped in part from your cup that took my soul and raised it up, I know not what to call this thing that makes my heart and spirit sing I only know this moment true the night I gazed the stars of you. |