Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Nothing to Say

It's a perfect moment in an imperfect world
And I have nothing to say.

Because when you've run all night
Sprinting through every dream
With muddy feet and dew soaked arms
Stopping only for a moment
To pull your companion
Under the shade of a willow tree
Steal a kiss and carry on
Laughing and stumbling
Till the first light of morning
In another world.

There is nothing left to say.

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