To: bentfeather
Fabulous! Good afternoon Queenie! Love that song!!
To: All
How Can One Ask For A Feeling?
I prayed a prayer on night
found you there,
in the afar
away from the din and clatter
I did not know you much I needed you.
You are deeply precious to me
this is no game
I treasure you, as I do the white snow falling
on a January Eve.
You are my snow song
silently falling from the heavens
lightly caressing as you fall past my window
flirting with me as you brush my hair
lightly touching my brow
I adore you, today, tomorrow, forever,
we were meant to be, forever friend.
bentfeather (c) 01.05.03
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