Like the rain, falling on your outstretched arms in a thousand tiny embraces, whistling in tune with the wind.
Like a beam of moonshine. Reflecting, like a twinkle, in your eye.
Like a beam of moonshine on a windy, rainy night.
It was probably the music that did this. Some arbit soundtrack which my brother sent me.
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Like the rain, falling on your outstretched arms in a thousand tiny embraces...
My, my! Sharan, you're a poet! :D
[AND it's raining outside, so you can imagine HOW I'm going to trip on this one sentence! :P]
whoa!! :-o
that 'thousand tiny embraces' line..
totally world class..
:) nice stuff
Beautiful song. Beautiful post.
Send the soundtrack to me, you dark horse!
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Awed.
Reading this again just makes me realise what I was about to miss out :)
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