love is music Mar 20, '08 1:29 AM
for everyone
the night rains tell me of things gone by.of things to come.
a sigh a memory. a face to await. the touch of someone anticipated.
so cary me on the thunder let the rain wash over me .
let what comes lead me. With
songs of the brook,sounding
like a harp. The rain fills the night.
LN 3.19 08 ©
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