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My Angel, My Desire

Walking hand in hand..
By the sea..on the sand
walking hand in hand.

You look devine,
Lips like red wine,
There is storm
Everytime they separate,
they cry when words leave them
oh! that's the rain falling down ur cheek
Leaves me in a state powerfully weak.

Over your naked shoulders,
Your hair falls with grace,
They play around,little eager children
to touch your lovely face.
Since I've done the crime,
To fall in Love with an Angel born,
I pray-I am bound by time, That I see ur face 
Till the last spring has come and gone.

Walking hand in hand..
By the sea..on the sand
walking hand in hand.

You talk of so many things.
Of shoes and ships,
Of mountains with iced tips,
Of the plain in its splendour,
Of the moments tender,
Of your desire to sing
You ask me do I think of them too?
Am sorry cause all I think of..Is You .

Suddenly before us
Who comes to break this union?
A host of children
Like the gust of wind
in between us..we split
If even for so small a time
I am aghast for I have lost what is mine..
But again when you hold my hand,
And help me understand,
That we may part
For a while at times
I am lost,I cannot understand
the futile need 
For us to be ever away
Cant we just hold hands Like today?

You smile and say
"of course!"
I know you lie
But I know you Love me
and so you try,
To make even a life's parting
Seem like the blinking of an eye.

And then you go,
Walking I am alone by the sea,
Walking I am alone by the sand,
hand in hand
With my fragile destiny. 

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