In another place and time
In another place and time
the storm raging in my heart
would become as a soft spring rain
nourishing the essence of their life
gently blossoming in my soul
until the sweet scent of a precious flower
filled my life with all that heaven would allow
but today, I can only return them to nature
and hold the thought of them in my dreams
for in another place and time
I would kiss their soul tenderly with my heart
holding them softly in my arms forever
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