Before The Night Slips Away

Tell me another storyWrite me another amazing taleLike an old forgotten melodyPlayed through a crackled mirror in golden frame Catching wind in your hairBreathing in the warm scent of your parfumDancing in the airLike snowflakes flowing in the middle of JuneI wish to fall down just to be caughtTo feel safe in dear embrace IContinue reading “Before The Night Slips Away”

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