buon compleanno il mio uomo d'oro...

il mio cuore non dimenticherà mai -

mi manchi cosi -

holy tokens...

drench yourself in words unspoken

holy tokens of my heart now broken

these things i cannot say

on this or any day

sacraments to hold you tight

prayers to wing you through the night

lay them down within your soul

 
and wed you then my love made whole
.
.
.

o' holy grace...

whispers of your shadow sweep 'cross my lonely face
takin' me to that other place
the place of blood red moons
where stars come out at noon
and mornin's go to bed
with nothin' left unsaid

shadows of your whispers sweep 'cross my lovin' face
takin' me to that other place

 

the place of
holy grace

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