Little by little,
We share the Misty core of that mountain.
We share the Misty core of that mountain.
It’s soul of enchantment.
Little by little, the darkness disappears from
my life,
And fills my soul with love and light.
We dance, Spellbound.
I make love to you on the tombstone of lost the moments.
When I run my fingers on you the mist watches over us.
Our lives tangled like snakes,
We dance, Spellbound.
I make love to you on the tombstone of lost the moments.
When I run my fingers on you the mist watches over us.
Our lives tangled like snakes,
Beautiful
like the mystic music that surrounds us.
I run my lips over yours as you run your fingers through my hair
I run my lips over yours as you run your fingers through my hair
And little by little you melt into me.
Your
soul on mine and we breath as one.
As we lay tangled together like earth and the
roots.
The mist wraps us like a symphony
and the silence echoes in our love.
The mist wraps us like a symphony
and the silence echoes in our love.
Little by little,
I open my eyes from the slumber ,I find cigarette buds and an empty bottle of wine.
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Ayreej Rahiman
September 2013