In the Spire To Be Inspired
It's the taste of clouds
the purr of words
the whisk of wind
we thought we heard
It's everything
rolled up and sent
a package filled
with sugar mint
It's now and then
it's years gone by
It's every thought
which makes you cry
It's passionate
It's salt and stone
It's the moment I leave
and you're alone
It's "Call me now!"
It's "Leave me be!"
It's all of you
and some of me
It's hands to hold
and songs to sing
It's our first kiss
It's everything
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2006
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