OH Scarlett, OH Scarlett!!!!!
The night is frail
I without you am nothing more but a cold stone
My dreams is when you visit my presence
but nothing more would I want
than to see you
With my lonesome existance
to share
to live
to be
For I know that a life with you
is happiness without a doubt
Why would anyone want anything else
only a fool would leave you out of their thoughts
Your being reminds me of the great mountains in Colorado
misty and humind after a long and dark night
misterious and uncharted
full of life and limitless possibilities
An island, our home, would be no more
We could sing, for I know you do so,
quiet our presence would be not
we could act, as I know you do so well
a playful tone our adventure would be
or stare
at each other
at the stars
either way, id be looking at true beauty
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