... and snow drips from the sky
i remember a white winter dove
and the cold that warmed her love
It fitted us both as if a silk glove
It turned us weary as if we were a lie
but with a kiss, as trains went by - I knew -
we had time.
13.3.08
As trains go by...
... and snow drips from the sky
i remember a white winter dove
and the cold that warmed her love
It fitted us both as if a silk glove
It turned us weary as if we were a lie
but with a kiss, as trains went by - I knew -
we had time.
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