Too often I long to unite with your fancies,
but so distant they have always been,
it’s like catching the clouds in my palm…
they slip away before they could
even dance with my fingertips…

I’d rather be a slave basking
forever under the enchantment
of your spell…
until all the sunsets
stop dictating the mysteries
of the night…
then I will be king
forever.

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it seems a mystical off season gallery of masterpieces
suddenly unfolds spellbinding
every soul within its inspirational
range.
it’s the first morning beside
you…
it’s ...]]> A sense of fullness saturates my being
as the thought of you caresses my spirit;
it seems a mystical off season gallery of masterpieces
suddenly unfolds spellbinding
every soul within its inspirational
range.
it’s the first morning beside
you…
it’s not a dream anymore…
and another lifetime has just begun.

A Life full of happiness or a life just in vain
Is it a picture of me having my first bike ride?
Or an imagination of you being my bride?
My father said paint something that completes me
But I wondered, what about something that breaks me

So what is this picture I had to paint?
I tried so hard to find the perfect picture
To depict what I want for my past, present and future
I pulled out a picture of you and me
I guess it was everything I wanted to see
With you beside me
Something I wanted in reality

What is this I see?
Someone save me from my insanity
Just paint one picture for me
And somehow I can set my self free
Now the picture is clearer to me
I just really want you and me
Guess that’s the picture I’m never gonna see
I just have to paint it in my memory

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