The Silver Heart
Touch the acrylic paints of the sky,
I hold onto dreams and close my eyes.
Word's can be dark, and hopes be untrue,
I will call into darkness and wait for you.
As we slip into sweet slumber deep,
Images of romance in my sleep.
Whispers of solitude like the ocean waves,
Roads of madness all were paved.
In the sand you wrote my name,
And whispered that our love would stay.
A kiss can mend a broken heart,
And pray that we shall never part.
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