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It is you I dream of
Di nikj (del 29/06/2010 @ 01:11:56, in Il mio pensiero.......adesso, linkato 362 volte)

A flower grows from beneath a blanket

Of fine and purest white It reaches toward the sun for warmth,

For heat and for the light My love for you grows stronger still,

Despite the surrounding cold My heart is yours,

bartered gone

For yours has it been sold Its petals shine from morning

dew Its stem grows stiff and strong It stands strong through

the freezing cold It stands the winter long ...............

                                                         - J. R. King -