In the wings of life I lay
Struggling through another day
Waiting for a moment sweet
Dreaming of the love I hope to meet
Taking in with each bated breath
Of tangled flowers in a lovers wreath
Of aching hearts and sorrows soul
Of each new day and sweet misery's toll
I fret not for I am sure
love will not elude me ever more
To smell of life and mystery bound
To share of lust and beauty found
I know not what each day will bring
So I will let my open heart sing
A song for my true love to hear
To shores so far and yet so near














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