Martin Taylor

I'd play your strings so gently
It would be just like the kiss
Of a breeze across the prairie
Or the falling of a mist
On a field of brilliant orchids 
As far as the eye can see
I'd play your strings and they would sing
Sweet nothings back to me
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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