Paint me a canoe lying on the sand
Waiting for me to take your hand
And push out into the peaceful sea
And there as lovers we shall be
Alone, except for the salty breeze,
Our kisses shall span eternities
And measure all the depths of time,
And we'll take Pablo for his rhyme,
And love, we'll forget all our scars
And stay all night and watch the stars.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
7/17/2010 09:48:00 PM - While You Paint
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