By it dosent matter
Date: 19 February 2001
within
raise this my hand of colors and light
descend to paper, begin to write
storms rage across this page
building winds of earthen might
songs begin, play, sung
lovers weep their tales done
ethereal fingers close in on yours
reaching deep with words of mine
finding a place to nestle
deep so deep within
finding one as lost as I
deep so deep within
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