This Wilderness
Regrets become if for awhile
The missing piece of your warm smile
That keeps us though most things have changed
For now maybe this GOD arranged
You mended me in many ways
You breathed new life to me enslaved
By several things simply you'd show
How just in faith I still could grow
Hold to dreams and still your hand
Your long soft fingers in much demand
Your eyes that made puddle of me
Your heart unique, given freely
Know this though we don't share this day
Upon my mind more thoughts will pay
Though brief their visit, I feed off them
Until they come back once again
One day maybe I'll dance with you
Slow dance of love or maybe two
And if this day should ever come
I'll hold to you, you that someone
That brought me out, once lesser man
From wilderness where walk the damned
Te amo... Para siempre!
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