Floating On A Whisper
I’m floating on a whisper spoken by your heart leaving all my woes behind. flying high above the clouds lifted by your touch your soul and mine intertwined. Reality churns below like a dusty wind swirling wildly all around preparing to swallow me before I can run, soon as my feet hit the ground. Regardless of its efforts it can’t keep me down no matter how strong it blows, for your love lives in my heart and helps me to face storm clouds wherever they go. february 2004

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