Time comes to pass,
These are summer nights again
Spell bound by the silent air,
Just a faint breeze
Through darkness passing
A wild flowers’ scent
Turns me into a wild thought
And all I can think of
Is someone sweet
Time comes to pass,
These are summer nights again
Spell bound by the silent air,
Just a faint breeze
Through darkness passing
A wild flowers’ scent
Turns me into a wild thought
And all I can think of
Is someone sweet
My sadness sank,
Deep inside it lays,
Like sand on the ocean’s floor.
Somehow it seeps outside,
To be seen,
I can’t be left alone
Tried for long
To move my mountains.
I Thought they would,
I believed,
I wasted away
Time and disappointments.
It would be easier, to just lose myself
I’m worn and torn
Like desert rocks,
Eroded by wind passing time,
Becoming sand grains
In oceans of sand
Tonight,
Wind pushed out the stars,
Some rain clouds set them free –
Above dark trees
Gone with leaves
Lightening and thunders rolled away
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A Fantasy?