Hour of Twilight
Cherry blossoms falling down
onto blue silky water
sun sparkles off the surfface
as it sets behind the hills
when twilight comes
the vail will be thinnest
where our world becomes on with theres
though the ghosts will roam
and demons may play
but my love for you they cannot sway
forever my heart will belong to you
and you may have my soul
but without you there would be a hole
where my heart lays
so i ask that you will always by mine
till the end of days.... I love you
Copyright © Samantha Search | Year Posted 2010
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