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He’s stood on a rooftop…
And time is standing still…
A sweet stolen moment…
An unbelievable thrill…
Nobody is watching…
Under a star filled sky…
There’s no rhyme nor reason…
And no point asking why…
As there is no real answer…
Nothing that would make sense…
There are just feeble excuses…
With no robust defence…
That will never hold up…
In the eyes of the law…
Or in front of the Gods…
Who’ve seen it all before…
A Hundred Million times…
The outcome always the same…
Where the guilty ones hide…
And refuse to take any blame…
He carried the dark secret…
Locked it deep away…
Only letting it out…
To quietly remember the day…
That he was teleported…
Onto another world…
Where two realities combined…
And white lines got blurred…
As forbidden lips collided…
Bodies intertwined and fused…
Before being sadly parted…
Leaving heads and hearts confused…
But forging such a memory…
That wasn’t his to control…
And no matter what came after…
Gravity had altered his soul…
And pulls him to that rooftop…
Whenever he closes his eyes…
A most beautiful moment…
Wrapped up in danger and in lies…
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Tumbleweed Connection! I wore this album OUT. Amoreena is my fav. Thanks for the memory. Peace ~ Michael
This one made me want to cry J. Tell you what though you are definitely on a roll at the minute,
S xx
I neglected to tell you that the poem was lovely as well. A thousand pardons for that oversight. Damn fine writing. Peace. ~ Michael