If you ever come to the desert
I'm walking in the hot sand
the sun is taking the breath
out of me
No water can ever still my pain
only the kiss from your lips
can make me find rest and peace
I'm only looking for you
the journey looks like a desert
so please wake me up my dear
This dream is out of sense
I want your arms around me
so please hold me
- Hold me so tight
Poetry by Dan Cederholm
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Written on 2006-04-01 at 10:01
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