In My Ear.
Like a herd of wild horses running wild in Montana open prairie my heart races when your
around,
like a golden California sunset in early June I melted into the ground,
I watch as your hair falls to your shoulders and brush your face,
like northern lights in Alaska you light up any dark space,
like the snow in the Colorado mountains your touch cascades over me,
and for a New York moment time stood still,
and my heart you filled,
as the sweet winds that blow in the mountain top pines
you whispered "I'm so glad your mine."
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