Monday, August 22, 2005

Passions in Silence (2003)

Passions run wild in silence,
Like treacherous blizzards
In a snow storm
Caressing you fully
Into, lightness, like a feather,
You float into the air,
Enveloped by forces
That holds you high.
Gracefully you soar
Above me and float,
As we dance above clouds,
That cushion the pains,
That keeps us apart.

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