I remember what
you’d say will history...
The distance between two hearts
is shortsightedness...
Your hands would always shelter me, and
hold me close to you. Your eyes would...
How beautiful it is
to be able to leave a piece of your heart...
I have this little wayfaring compass
that I have used...
Draped in icy chill
We kissed with shivering lips...
Forgive me, of my thinking
Yours is a name so lovely...
A violin are her vocals.
For her lips speak no words, nor lyrics heard...
Maybe I was the ocean, come crashing in,
and you were the stream, undisturbed on a quiet...
I have all this love;
here, in the palm of my hand...
I compare you to the rain
As you're not always there...
you
and me...