Where do we see the beauty in sadness, as there is beauty in love?
What do we see to hold us together with the passion to find understanding?
We kiss now, today, when there is no tomorrow, only here, now, to hold and to grasp the sorrow of our goodbyes, not in one breath, not in one kiss, only in one touch - to be awakened by the touch of dawn’s fine mist.
Hold me, touch me now, kiss away the sorrow, for I can’t speak to say look at me, because it’s you, first dawn, I seek.
Hold me, touch me now, kiss away the sorrow, for I can’t speak to say look at me, because it’s you, first dawn, I seek.
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