Monday, July 26, 2010

Wishes








It wasn't just a shooting star
 or a wish upon far
  hand in hand
 a summers night
  we stand
We fell in love
 so long ago
We've fought those words
 that would tell us so
  so
 they say, its' fools that rush in
 and wish upon a star
Still, and blissfully so
 we stand upon this hill
  at least one heart has swelled
  so filled with you
Like a child on Christmas morn
 for that simple silly wish
  till
"I love you", we kiss and melt, here
 wishes do come true

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