Two birds perched pretty upon a branch by
the quiet stream. The jungle deep in the lush...
I was at school
Secretly waiting for you...
Lady Wind, through rustling leaves,
where she doth blow, they go...
I love me above and more
than anything else in this world...
I did not just fall in love with you
I remembered you...
Sometimes the moon will speak to me
Just as you do with words...
Maybe finding someone to share everything with is not the point. |
I needed you like the desert needs rain, to fill the cracks on the surface and nourish the deep soil. |
I am not a stranger |