Pull Gently This Heartstring
by Ronnie
Often when I'm weary love,
When the twilight whispers softly,
For me to rest my self.
For me to rest my soul.
I gather you close to me,
As precious as water in the desert,
I drown in your peace.
I drown in your love.
Pull gently this heartstring,
Whisper to me with ashes on your lips,
Where you have eaten my burned heart.
Where you have tasted my fiery love.
To Random with love..
Ronnie
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