Soft heaven's tears drop from the clouds silently wet they mate with the ground sighs and moans, scarce can be heard I wished your dear voice would give me word This day long and grey and empty I talked with friends electronically tho never can I feel lips nor see their eyes I wonder of yours, and my emptiness I realize my world doesnt change, it never will death, that vast empty shroud, shrills and tomorrow and tomorrow and the days to come seem empty and alone as my soul has become But your words sings sweetly in my ear and I imagine your eyes smiling and without tear and know your mouth so warm amd smiling still you are that Goddess from the Distant Hill return to home page Email: Lowethor@AOL.com
Soft heaven's tears drop from the clouds silently wet they mate with the ground sighs and moans, scarce can be heard I wished your dear voice would give me word This day long and grey and empty I talked with friends electronically tho never can I feel lips nor see their eyes I wonder of yours, and my emptiness I realize my world doesnt change, it never will death, that vast empty shroud, shrills and tomorrow and tomorrow and the days to come seem empty and alone as my soul has become But your words sings sweetly in my ear and I imagine your eyes smiling and without tear and know your mouth so warm amd smiling still you are that Goddess from the Distant Hill
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