Take My Hand
Drifting off on the gentle zephyr
As my essence glides upon it too
Taking me to where our souls meet
As soft as the nightly fragrant air
Wait for me as I wait for you
Needing that connection
only we two share
And when our souls meet at last
Perfection will then exist
Awaiting mine in the cool dark mist
Fly with me to the heavens
Remind me of a love so grand
Take me where no other goes
Yes lead me take my hand
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