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Posted by on Nov 23, 2020 in Songs from my Salad Years | 0 comments


Bryan Sanctuary
October 1967
Have you felt the softness,
   And touched it with your lips?
Have you seen the blackness,
 Slip through your fingertips?
Have you seen the morning dew
   In the corner of a flower?
And have you felt a filling warmth
   In any special hour?
I felt the softest touch indeed
   When I kissed your sanguine lips.
I felt your lovely raven hair
   Run through my fingertips.
I saw a tear within your eye
   One very special hour,
When we first knew our love was pure.
   And I gave you a single flower.

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