sunset's jealousy
Hey my dear friend Celtic moon,
I want to see you once again.
There's no way it's not too soon,
My love for you is not a sin.
I want to hear your perfect voice,
Silent night, your cold gray light.
I have forever made my choice,
To live my life with you at night.
I'm standing with you face to face,
Seabreeze blowing through your hair.
Your breasts covered with white lace,
I watch the sunset's silent glare.
2007-10-15
11:12:44
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