Sep 09, 2003 22:34
Tonight she appears complete…and she cries to me.
Beckon the call…Beckon the call…Beckon the call.
I hear you my love. And I long to be surrounded in the light of the sun…the light that only you can emanate in an earthly darkness.
I love you.
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Je t'adore.
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