When you see the stars
In the silence late at night
And dreams disturb your slumber...
When you hear the ehoes
Of guitar strings strumming
And old love songs invade your mind...
When you inhale the scent
Of spring lilacs first blossom
And the sweet fragrance fills your head...
When you feel the mist
Of a gentle summer shower
And its moisture caresses your skin...
It is there
you will find me still...
Within your whispering heart.
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Written By Spentheart@AOL.com 2001 to 2005
