20.2.08

Morning Dew




Dew kissed tracks
On a foggy winter morning
The smells of burnt coal
Mingle with your perfume
We were young then
And innocent
And all of life and love
Was ours for the taking.


Furtive glances
In crowded rooms
A feeling
So brand new
It lifted our spirits
And made us soar
We were young then
And how we flew
Wind dancing with fire
Under morning dew.


So young and naive
With convictions so strong
That life and love
Were ours to take on
We were young then
And destined to be
Proclaimed by soothsayers
Or so it seemed.

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