To a lost love who passed away.

And the wind blows,
Whispering your name,
The voices of angels calling in song,
my will to be alive,
Burns ever so deep,
but the wind blows faster,
And I chase after it,
There you stand,
surrounded in all your beauty,
Like a beacon in the night,
And I am blind to any other.
you have capture me heart.
And freed my soul,
shown me love and passion,
And the wind brought us upon this time,
when all seemed useless.
So thank the wind for our lives just begun.....

Submitted: March 19, 2007

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I think this is one of my favorites you have written.
'The voices of angels calling in song' wonderful word choice. :)
arrivaderci miranda

Mon, March 19th, 2007 3:05am


you are very gifted as well.

Sun, March 18th, 2007 8:14pm

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