So far and in between, what does your love suppose to mean?
Cold and eager nights, remind me of your embrace…
Soulful cries and souless rhythms allow me to recollect your solemn face.
The love of longing and the longing for love… You understood, though you seem to no longer understand..
Theres so much love there’s no room for a grudge.
Your solemn face.
I’ve learned to accept the embrace of my dark place. Especially when I recollect your solemn face.
Oooh how i love your solemn face.
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