It is then your touch…

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Long gone are the gentle breezes
when summer sends its regards
Long gone are the feelings of hope
and Spring has written its memoirs
Long gone are we, now fallen
among the Autumn leaves
Long gone are our tomorrows
and Winter extends its cold hand

And when all is buried deep beneath the frost
The coldness within, our hearts long lost
Our dreams haunt us saying we’ve seen nothing yet
the warmth of our tears only serve to remind us
of the bitterness of regret
It is then your touch becomes my savoir
It is then your touch stills my heart
It is then your touch warms me
offering love a brand new start.
@Anthony2017mdh30Vibes