By Wandering in C flat
Date: 10 December 2000
To make this so....
How's your love doin.. tonight
Sweet woman of mystery
one who so holds my heart
with gloves made so of ice.
What is this you fear
to frost every thing
with your touch.
Icicles of your gaze
lock my soul
with unrequited passion
felt, never returned.
What do you fear
to makes this so.....
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