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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Lavender  

The wind carries your shadow like a slow train,

Brushing your hair as gently as it could.

You are a man of mystery.


The blinking light of the morning sun,

Flowing through my way like a stream.

I am a woman of love.


The real you is hiding beneath the moon,

When I cried through the night.

The mystery of your love is just an illusion.


Now, take the wind and the light before dawn break,

Leave me as the morning comes in.

I will survive by the sunshine.

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