My love,
Come to me
Before Autumn is over
Before Winter freezes
Hearts and rivers
In my eyes the world is fading
A dreamy fog, straying
A lost ball in space, roaming
But my heart to you is yearning
For my heart in yours is beating
My soul within you is dwelling
Over the wings of a white
Lovebird, we're soaring
Over the hills, the clouds
and the high mountains
But for now come to me
In your arms hold me tight
Before dawn preys upon
The stillness of the night
Before the coming of a new day
In your arms my soul longs to pray...
Copyright ©️ Tina Rizk
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