red is the colour...
red is the colour
and wine is the flow
small is the moment
and now is the go...
soft is the feeling
and strong is the hold
drift is the falling
and now is the bold...
real is the moment
and true is the love
here is the turning
and dream is above...
true is the reason
and joy is the turn
love is the meaning
and you are the burn...
dream is the future
and now is the sweet
ever the heart song
a constant repeat...
Joy Weare,
16th June, 2010.
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