Comptine D'Un Autre Ete L'Apres Midi
Posted On
2010-07-13
Memoir
Whether in the nurturing morning glow
of a near star
Or the plentiful twilight of those afar
I think of her
Whether in moments of bliss
Even during a kiss
I still reminisce
of her
And as everything turns
With every breath and every word
I live and I learn
That it won't stop
I think of
I think of
I think I forgot
of a near star
Or the plentiful twilight of those afar
I think of her
Whether in moments of bliss
Even during a kiss
I still reminisce
of her
And as everything turns
With every breath and every word
I live and I learn
That it won't stop
I think of
I think of
I think I forgot