Come
What you have felt - real.
I am not afraid to stand
bravely beside you while
desert dust blows around.
I will brush your tears away
while you brush mine and
wait for the stillness of the
storm to push us toward a
sea dream of mirrors wet
and cold like rainbows. A
canteen filled with wine
rippled as a camel's skin.
I am not afraid to stand
bravely beside you while
desert dust blows around.
I will brush your tears away
while you brush mine and
wait for the stillness of the
storm to push us toward a
sea dream of mirrors wet
and cold like rainbows. A
canteen filled with wine
rippled as a camel's skin.
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