Summer Leaves
By Sharon
The soft sounds of summer leaves That dance in the forest cathedral Songs of birds never heard Resound in the forest primeval A place within this world untouched Never seen by human eyes A pristine place that hides my soul Where Angels wings are sighs Worldly is my everyday name But my heart holds a passion true Every day, every moment I live, I live to love just you. Written January 22nd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 04:18 AM PST 0 • 10
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