Sunday, September 24, 2006

Home is where the heart is

Originally written on 16th September 2006 5.55pm

The hands of time stops when I'm with you
Suddenly the clouds part and the sun is shining through
Butterfly flutters - be still my beating heart
If only we could forever spend our days never apart

I see the sun dancing in your eyes
The gentle breeze filled with our lazy sighs
Your loving hands softly tracing my face
Where am I? Where is this place?

You are where you should be ... you are home
And here you will never be alone

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