Guest guest Posted August 14, 2000 Report Share Posted August 14, 2000 I am sick today, but I won't even for an instant let my weakness steal the beauty of this moment with you. My every breath becomes a prayer, Each heartbeat, a mantra of longing for your gentle touch. One eye must shed tears of gratitude while the other, tears of sorrow for those who've yet to love. Mace Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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