Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Where did you come from?*



Where did you come from?*

Hot scorching sands in the desert sun
No coolness to the oasis, until the day is done
Blowing winds that see no relief
Desolation all around, such a belief
Blurry mirage I see in my eyes
The sun intensifies in wide open skies
But I see an outline is approaching, I know it's near
For my heart knows of love and it became you crystal clear

Dom*Colucci 2012

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