Wednesday, March 10, 2004


Morning

A little white light, blinked from dark poles
A soft touch of life, kissed by a blessed soul
A cool breath of delight, blown slightly out of hollow

Warmness creeps in vein, melts all the fears
Softness touches the skin, wipes all the tears
Freshness soothes every pain, all wounds dissapear

It's my twilight of empire, it's my beautiful morning
Caused by a simple desire, that keeps on hoping
Brought by a fair esquire, that's strong and unflinching


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