the elicit of true love realize on loss....
you made it in our mind.....now my mind is densed with that feel of life
not making a creek
When the moon makes
My night with beauty…….
I remember you.
As the tides returns
To land,
I dreams back to you.
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the elicit of true love realize on loss.... you made it in our mind.....now my mind is densed with that feel of life not making a creek When the moon makes My night with beauty……. I remember you. As the tides returns To land, I dreams back to you.