Prelude


Does the Earth slow down its motion?
Or is it just you smiling back?
Dancing with the rhythm of emotion,
give me all that used to lack..

Words are now too precious to be wasted,
tell me only what will take me in,
show me how sweet kisses tasted,
and be sure that's the rightous kind of sin.

Teach me how to be that reckless,
or as calm as sleeping child,
be my shelter when i'm helpless,
and my soother when i'm wild.

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