Ирина Юрьевна

You are the shadow when the sun's a-fly, the whisper in the quiet of the night. Always there, always near, like the hum of a song only heart can hear. It's a pull, it's a tie, it's a wave, I cannot ride. You are and always have been my dream, love is the morning and the evening gleam. You come near now and kiss me slow, our love's the wind that makes the river flow. The stars, they win, but they don't compare to the fire in your eyes. A blazing flare, I can't tell.