Throw me a line and pull me to shore. Take my hand and run with me. I know a place where magic never stops, the sun never sets, and we could laugh our way through the morning, curl up in a sunny corner, and watch the stars wake one by one.
Where there are moments of quiet happiness silent dreams echo through the valleys. The wind whispers promises and carresses you with its secrets. In these moments you and I would endure forever.
I could take you there if you'd let me.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
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