RSM0812

My love, my love

When your shadow hides in the broken crack,

Of a night with a multitude of stars,

You wander to and wander fro, and wander back.

The midnight night is both of ours.

 

We\'ll walk among the shadows, sneaking softly by,

Everything that matters no tears for you to cry.

Your heart and soul the strongest of,

My dearest, purist, truest love.