2015-07-05 - isle of u
when the tide starts to subside and seagulls glide along their ride how easily the time can fly as thoughts like cloudy passersby move then rest then move again soothe your guest with proven blend mix the sight taste touch and sound into one more go around lend my weary head your breast wake me up with sweet caress spring within still waters flow raise me up for one more go I can't live without your breath give me love or give me death
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