Thursday, June 21, 2007

When Night Is Falling...

Fall...


When night is falling
It is your arms my heart calls home
Your love that covers me
Your warmth I wish to rest in
Your touch becomes my wind
Your heat, my fire
Your love...
Your love...

Please rest in me...

OR

When night is falling
It is your arms my heart calls home
Your love that blankets me
Your glow shines as the moonlight
Your touch caresses my flesh like soft wind
Your breath, a whispering breeze upon my cheek
Your heat, my warmth, my fire
Your love...
Your love...

Please rest in me...


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