The Reflection of Shadows
A collection of moments
Imagination
I imagine another place,
Where a warm, tender hand is caressing my face,
Where he's holding me close and our fingers are laced-
I imagine myself in this comforting place.
I imagine another time,
Where my love for my lover is worth more than my life,
Where my cold tortured heart is set free of its vice-
I imagine myself in a much different life.
Where a warm, tender hand is caressing my face,
Where he's holding me close and our fingers are laced-
I imagine myself in this comforting place.
I imagine another time,
Where my love for my lover is worth more than my life,
Where my cold tortured heart is set free of its vice-
I imagine myself in a much different life.
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