Late
At night
The rhythm of my life beats
Truly, for one.
Softly,
It spreads
Under the covers to cover our hands
Our heads, our eyes.
Peace,
And calm
Soon enough to be ours
One day, never alone.
Eyes
So blue
They make everything true
Who knew?
Late At night The rhythm of my life beats Truly, for one. Softly, It spreads Under the covers to cover our hands Our heads, our eyes. Peace, And calm Soon enough to be ours One day, never alone. Eyes So blue They make everything true Who knew? |
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