The World, and more
Created | Updated Oct 11, 2006
Like the wind that blows gently
through the spring blossoms
which open at the touch
of a golden sunrise
And when bits of drops of dew
sparkle in the light
You touch me gently
with the tip of your magic
work your way through my soul
open my heart for things to see
And in a split second
I know what you mean to me:
the world, and more