By B.K.
Date: 2003 Jan 25
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This song began as a whisper
In solitary grace
It carried across oceans deep
Through hot desert sands
Crying out to see your face
It has been through pain
Dark sickness healed
Thus surviving history’s kill
This bitter threat of war
Dear God no we pray
This whisper time rewinds
From bare breath
Into creschendoing
Passionate symphonic sound
And yet in your ear my Darlin dear
From now until never has a twelfth
It will forever repeat itself

Kisses Darlin