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I‘ll be with you, when I’m gone
By Leith Plunkett
I will kiss your neck so gently with the breath of dawn
Feel my fingers run through your hair with the warmth of day
Hear the words “I love you” whispered through golden leaves
Taste my tears from heaven as they fall upon your face
I will watch over you with the jewels of night
I will blow a goodnight kiss from the crescent moon
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I will be the warmth on your pillow to soak up all those tears
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Don’t forget to trace our names in our favourite tree
Baby…when I’m gone
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© 2008 soul carnage
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On Tuesday, December 12, 2017, Cassette
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wrote:
"Don’t forget to trace our names in our favourite tree" mm. this is so lovely.
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On Monday, February 23, 2009, blue
(1409) wrote:
Well.. there you go. Point proven. yup.
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On Monday, February 23, 2009, Leith Plunkett
(237) wrote:
intrigued, what was the point my friend :-)
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On Tuesday, February 24, 2009, blue
(1409) wrote:
eh? to the point of making room on my wall for you, of course.
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On Tuesday, February 24, 2009, Leith Plunkett
(237) wrote:
Honoured, thankyou :-)
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A former member wrote:
Bitter sweet my man,...the organ energy is plentiful,..there's no denying its a willing that loves beyond an existing realm,...but the feel of ultimate self demise gave it a flavor of good-bye...may you cross as one ..to avoid salt damage,.at the ripe old age of 120...also nice to see another aussie within the realm....east coast.qld.
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On Tuesday, October 14, 2008, disposable
(103) wrote:
such romantic softness exudes from this piece. major kudos to you. i want more. ty for your kind comments btw.
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On Saturday, October 4, 2008, Echoes of Orpheus
(357) wrote:
Funny how many of these images mean something to me, like you looked inside of all of my "inside connections" the tree, the season, everything. Well written, enjoyed the read as always
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A former member wrote:
Wow, so full of feeling in such few words, i adore the line:
'Hear the words “I love you” whispered through golden leaves'
Almost enchanting, beautiful.
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