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Eight Hours
She lives
I dont know where
She sleeps tonight

Beating drum sounds
Calling sons and daughters
Down aisles true

Beneath footsteps
Imprinted moments
Atlantic dusk, Mediterranean dawn

Night shadows descend
Her smile infiltrates my mind
Her eyes penetrate my soul

She sings my song
I hear her wings
I hear her fall

Just eight is what it took
A kiss, a little touch

A forever memory
A forever love


 2008 David Greg Harth
08.08.23.23:33:00@AleyLebanon