Oh poor you. Here - you've inspired me.
anonymous
April 29 2003, 21:37:54 UTC
Your Ray
A gift to you to warm your nights When the sun has long since expired I give to you the last dear light I saved in a jar to trade for a simple kiss
The light may fly and may run away But catch it now and clutch it tight For this night I give you my lasting gaze I’ll hand you my all if you’ll let me be your light
The ray I catch from you I will return Just when you need it As on this tender aching night
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*gives sunbeam*
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A gift to you to warm your nights
When the sun has long since expired
I give to you the last dear light
I saved in a jar to trade for a simple kiss
The light may fly and may run away
But catch it now and clutch it tight
For this night I give you my lasting gaze
I’ll hand you my all if you’ll let me be your light
The ray I catch from you I will return
Just when you need it
As on this tender aching night
by (duhn duhn duuuhhhnnn...) ANONYMOUS!
**cough cough** sorry if it's bad... I tried.
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btw that poem is beautiful.
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ClearAutumnMoon
I'm just glad that you got me writing again
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