Images
(2002)

winds across the fields, winds across the mountains
snow capped tips, snow flowing flying free
dew soaked morning, misty fog along the ground
staring at the forest in the dawns light
seasons of green, red, orange and white.. breathtaking
the perfect campfire burning in the silence of your surroundings
sunlight warming your skin, gazing rays of life
your lovers eyes as time stops around you on a busy street
loosing yourself into pseudo-reality as that song plays
the perfect rainy night where the world disappears into hazy fog
outside your window, drips of rain bathe the world around you
briefly before your lips touch for that first time, heart pounding
that brief moment that lasts forever, in your memories
the deserted beach, with the rock you sit upon, carelessly pondering

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Jer OC © 2002, Metalwood Inc.™ since 1988