Heaven Sent
Being born of music;
A love so full
of gentleness and dreams,
Silence says
what we have
no words for.
A head full of rain-washed
memories,
Of dreams
as tender as love,
waiting to be freed.
Our feelings are
free as flight,
Love is as fresh
as the laughter;
So, sweet as
the red rose.
A love so full
of gentleness and dreams,
Silence says
what we have
no words for.
A head full of rain-washed
memories,
Of dreams
as tender as love,
waiting to be freed.
Our feelings are
free as flight,
Love is as fresh
as the laughter;
So, sweet as
the red rose.
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