When we find peace in our words
travel alone
fortunes of time
no longer exist
instead
a reality of memory
must be that source
a reckoning
sweet sensuality
a memory
not one to rue
only in such tears
we visualize
a forever bond
we did exist
one time
in heart and soul …
forever inclined
to know
was, is, could, might, will
once know
love.
 | Yernasia Quorelios on So Many Songs |
 | a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on When Once, You Said |
| a quiet man on A Quiet Heart |
| a quiet man on Sitting By Time |
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