Nothing matters any more
Except a touch,
Some love,
Brown leaves
And dying dreams.
I hold you...
Hold my heart,
Replace my soul with yours,
Substitute my life;
Would that I could.
You are my sweet dream,
The gem that glittered best,
Where all my hopes were kept,
But now.....
Let me hold you now,
Once more, for love.
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