Do remember the rain?
Making the cobbles ebony
The neon light from steamed windows
Softly lighting your cheek
It was calm and wonderful
No happier times
We had been friends
Crossing the town from bar to bar
I'd heard of magic and as your hand
Reached out and held mine
Like a silent promise
I indeed knew what magic was
Joy beyond words
I'd held you in my heart an eternity
Only time would be our master
The hum of conversation
Holding a thousand secrets
Tales of love and loss
The eternal longing
For a life
In which we are complete
A chance to grow a soul... x
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