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So Still

Still silence sweeps across the room
As you hold me in your arms
I am consumed
For the night we don’t have to fret
It can’t underestimate us, or take away our enchanted grace
With each kiss and each sigh
I find contentment when you hold me close to your heart
I find I can sing and dance inside 
Your chest rising and falling to the rhythm 
Of my Heart’s Musical Show
I find that we belong in all corridors of shadows
Lost dreams
Still Somehow
We are the Impossible that became possible
In a world filled with avenged negativity on the word Love
Still Silence Sweeps across the room 
Nothing can rock this floor for we are sturdy
I find inside my heart begins to hum
I feel you kiss my forehead
I know I am safe in a world that is not promised of Tomorrow
Just today
Our Time Is Kept
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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