A locket
It was a fine time babe
Watching the snow fall
Talking to moonbeams
Becoming circling nighthawks
Sent to explore the ebony skies
It was a quiet time
Of dancing eyes
And rainbow smiles
Laughing whispers
And touching breezes
It was a meeting
Time did stand still
Two spirits within a storm's eye
No shallow glances
No need for tears
It was a spell
Kept within a beating heart
A locket ,a memory
In death never part
It is forever
as ever a crystal moment is
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