You phone again and say you cannot come,
And I have waited for your tender kisses.
My soul gets cold without you, not warm,
My heart is broken to the smalest pieces.
I can't explain the way I feel tonight.
The starlight's not for me with all its magic.
And faded skies are drifting through my sight...
They sometimes strip the moon which looks so tragic.
If you were here, everything would change.
The stars would glitter like the silver tears.
And timid moon would shine so bright, not strange,
To let us know Love is made of fears.
Love means fears
© Copyright: Maxx, 2008
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I absolutely agree with You!
No doubt fear is a part of love!
With respect,
Di
Диана Давоян 22.07.2008 18:12 • Заявить о нарушении
No doubt fear is a part of love!
With respect,
Di
Диана Давоян 22.07.2008 18:12 • Заявить о нарушении
Sure. That comes from the experience of my own, no fantasies :-)
Maxx 13.10.2008 14:36 Заявить о нарушении
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