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The Cry for Unknown Love.

     The Unknown Cry for Love. 

 

Your Standing right in front of me . 

I’ve seen beauty’s face before. 

De’JA Vu’s got hold of me . 

Guiding me through Piece’s door. 

I jump into crystal blue. 

I swim through water warmed by you. 

I melt away and mix in you. 

Condensate into morning dew. 

We wait until morning light. 

See colors shine through Apollo’s might.

Beauty see’s through Demeter’s hands. 

Love spreading across her lands. 

 

I see Apollo’s sun in your eyes. 

The fragrance of Demeter’s garden gets me high. 

De’Ja’ Vu’s a coming and I don’t know why . 

All I know is that you make me fly . 

 

Standing now away from me .

A beautiful Queen just past arms reach. 

She flys away so gracefully . 

Honey produced from angels wings .

De’Ja’ Vu’s got hold of me .

Wraps me up , I start to sing . 

A song  so sweet she answers me . 

My breath the wind beneath her feet . 

I Climbed sixty miles into the air . 

On a ladder made from alabaster stone. 

I sat upon great Apollo’s throne.

I am Sitting here all alone. 

I see our world so far from home.

I fall sleep and dream of you.

Dream of us amongst the morning dew.

De’ Ja’ Vu’s got hold of me.

I’ll always be the wind beneath your feet . 

 

By , Timothy David Ashe.

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