It is very dark tonight,
Tamyka Bell
And the stars are so bright and beautiful.
There is only me and the wind in my hair,
And the essence of you that lingers.
My love, while you sleep,
May your thoughts turn to me
And draw me into your dreams,
Just as you are drawn into
My every waking moment
And those when I'm asleep.
22 September, 2004
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