The soul has much to say
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Looking out
the window
She seemed
to be
collecting yesterday
A wistful
gathering
of what might
have been
and still could be
Smiling
one moment
Tears falling
the next
Her quiet storm
Fogging up
the glass
with her
sweet breath
she draws her soul
It's all
I can do
to remain
still
Frozen yearning
She bows
her head
Her shoulders
rising
falling
That's my cue
Brushing
her hair
behind
her ear
I whisper
an immortal
request
A naive
plea
"In your silence
tell me all your
could've beens
should've beens
the impossible"
With every beat
of her heart
In my minds eye
Reliving
her journey
The girl
of the past
My love
of today
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Richard Clayderman Do you know Theme from mahogany
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