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1994–1993

23 August 2011

with one final kiss
I blow you into the sea
eyes closed
lips wavering
a vanished act
too late to save

behind you falls my tear
spreading out
gaining speed
wrapping itself around you
to bring you back to me

 with one final kiss   looking for you   castle in the mist   Bakery Square   dreaming of you   airport   black and white   It must have been a dozen years since we last spoke.   Trudging down the street.   one more day   my guitar hands   what a night.   Why did they need both the Atlantic and the Pacific?   as this morning's light   the king