The sound of loneliness –That even the beat of my heart is subdued.
Could that I only lay my head gently upon your breast
and listen to the sound of your own longing
as neither will ever be as golden
uuless shared with
- You.
© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009
Could that I only lay my head gently upon your breast
and listen to the sound of your own longing
as neither will ever be as golden
uuless shared with
- You.
© Charles Coakley Simpson 2009
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