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If I call you, would you come and join me in the sun? If I call you, would you say that the day is done? I see you running all over the place with boots laced up to your waist and leather jackets with lights align on both sides and your mini skirt reveals your passion in the heat and when the lights go down, I see you standing with a golden crown. If I call you, would you come or would you tell me to wait until winter is done, you have carved it on the bed that you woud come when winter is dead. It is still cold, and the naked trees are lamenting before thee. Winter is standing on the vine and the birds are feeding on the electric line. If I call you, would you come or would wait until the sun goes down; the rain is still beating on the roof and you tell me that you have something to prove, a journey of a million miles begins with three long steps she has just completed the marathon and she is all out of breath. Nature is walking in the dark and she is playing the old harp with a group of homeless people gather around in a circle with whisky bottle rubbing their hands and singing along. The tune is not familiar and it's about an old bush doctor that tried to cure a little girl with a poisoned snake, a horseshoe and a plate but the widow was just on time to save the girl with an American dime; she tossed it in the plate and knock out the snake at the gate. If I call you, would you come, to walk with me the on the pier, if I call you would you come and rest your hands upon my shoulder and look at the waves riding in the sea and the fishermen pulling in the boats before thee. We would gaze beneath the sky and watch the rainbow descend on the hill and lit up the backward village. If I call you would you come to hold my hand and meditated on the lawn, we would wet our knees in the morning dew and listen to the silent whispers in the trees and the woodpeckers grumbling in the woods with a bucket and a ram goat head with an assignment to bury the dead, it sounds creepy for true but this is what country people do before daylight breaks out. If I call you, would you come to join me for dinner in Niigata Prefecture, we will prepare our dinner in a little cabin surrounded by snow and watch destiny through the window on the go. We would keep each other warm and let or passion burn by the fire while we drink Japanese tea and eat biscuit for supper. We would cover up under thick blankets and warm our legs next to each other and in the morning, we would play with each other in the snow and watch our spirit grow. If I call you, would you come? only that I don't have your number.
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