On a breezy summer morning you found me;
now, soul deep, you shine trough my life.
Heart beats, quiet, thoughts, free,
rising winds carry you to me.
We haven't met... Ever?
Petals of love fill my eyes;
we drive through time, you by my side.
We walk on streets, hand in hand,
at home you ask,“want some tea?”
We haven't met... Ever?
I sing you songs of life I learnt;
you whisper words, like I've never heard.
I glide on curves of your words,
each word so precious, a wonder.
We haven't met... Ever?
~~Fiddler 10/01/2001
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