Saturday, April 24, 2010

At the end of the day

When the sky lights up in crimson streaks
Before all is given up to pin points lights of night
Let’s dance into all the shadows
Let’s whisper the love across that bridge of mystery
Let it not be a barefoot trudge on broken glass
Let it be love’s own tango lit by your beauty
your eyes saying hallelujah

1 comment:

  1. "Let’s whisper the love across that bridge of mystery"....ooooohhh I LOVE this line!

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