Life is beautiful and innocent
The problems are in us only

A few nights in the open, my lord, a quiet time and peace. Yes, I admit I am glad. It was good, but it is also good to be alone. We need not hurry. At the end is a tomb. Do we need to rush toward it? It will wait.

Her hair looked like her hair in the dream and her eyes looked like her eyes in the dream, and as for her body, he couldn't tell, she was wearing a mumu.

Am i wrong for wanting you 
to have you close just us two
being in your embrace
as the sun shines upon your face
the taste of your lips 
a feeling i never want to miss

Written By marcia crossdale

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