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Time is…
Of a seventh heaven enveloped in the arms of love
Somewhere between corporeal and ethereal…we touch
Whenever I reach for you
Love is for giving
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
But never wonder where I am
‘Cause I am always by your side
…
Forever dedicated to the…
“Sweetest eyes” to ever comfort my soul
Time is…a defined place heartfelt and whole
My words pale unto lyrics of your song
My heart still honors yesterday bygone
Forever gracious
Your ears saw beyond my childhood stutter
Your eyes heard my anxious heart aflutter
Our connection beyond what life offers
Our destiny in the stars, fate authors
Forever brighter
As Sirius rises before the sun
In September two souls walking as one
Though they are songs of a previous time
Each melody speaks our requited rhyme
…of love
“Time is…too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice. But…for those who love, time is not.” - Henry Van Dyke
On a New Year’s Eve long ago, two adventurous young souls made a millennial resolution; to find a song expressing what the meaning of love was to each, relative to the other. In retrospect, it was affirmation of mutual feelings and emotions nurtured and matured over several years. Verily, such melodies characterize how precious…time is.
Somewhere between corporeal and ethereal…we touch
Whenever I reach for you
Love is for giving
Even though there may be times
It seems I'm far away
But never wonder where I am
‘Cause I am always by your side
…
Forever dedicated to the…
“Sweetest eyes” to ever comfort my soul
Time is…a defined place heartfelt and whole
My words pale unto lyrics of your song
My heart still honors yesterday bygone
Forever gracious
Your ears saw beyond my childhood stutter
Your eyes heard my anxious heart aflutter
Our connection beyond what life offers
Our destiny in the stars, fate authors
Forever brighter
As Sirius rises before the sun
In September two souls walking as one
Though they are songs of a previous time
Each melody speaks our requited rhyme
…of love
“Time is…too slow for those who wait, too swift for those who fear, too long for those who grieve, too short for those who rejoice. But…for those who love, time is not.” - Henry Van Dyke
On a New Year’s Eve long ago, two adventurous young souls made a millennial resolution; to find a song expressing what the meaning of love was to each, relative to the other. In retrospect, it was affirmation of mutual feelings and emotions nurtured and matured over several years. Verily, such melodies characterize how precious…time is.
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