Wednesday, June 15, 2005

The Music Of My Soul

To be near you, even briefly,

Is better than a sunny day.

A simple thought of you

Makes my heart glad.

I am clay in your hands.

Use me. Manipulate me. I care not.

The smallest things remind me of you,

Of a love that will not die.

Your laughter is like music to my soul,

A song I knew by heart long before we met.

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