Friday, 30 November 2012

Moving Mountains

Move those mountains
make room for light
open up your eyes to the sunshine
don't fill up with spite
your hurt and fight

Arms held out
fingers waiting to be touched
a pounding heart
wishing for love from the start
islands apart

Echoes of silence
waiting on words from the other
some new
some old
imagination very bold
dreams take hold

Milk me with all of you
fill her inside
make her feel new
turn her inside and out
feelings like never before
bringing her smile up off the floor

As his lips sing out those words
her ears hear all he has to say
milking her emotions
on that very significant day

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