My Love
My love calls to me
Through the fig tree leaves
Her pedals paint the ground white
Feels like satin 'neath my feet
My love mirrors me
Far off and in between
Casting shadows everywhere
A dream that isn't there
My love how beautiful you are
In your mirror by the shore
How your ghost like face
Seem just barely out of reach
My love covers me
When the dark comes blanketing
Lower me in your light
Go gentle good night
Through the fig tree leaves
Her pedals paint the ground white
Feels like satin 'neath my feet
My love mirrors me
Far off and in between
Casting shadows everywhere
A dream that isn't there
My love how beautiful you are
In your mirror by the shore
How your ghost like face
Seem just barely out of reach
My love covers me
When the dark comes blanketing
Lower me in your light
Go gentle good night
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Writer(s): Henry Andrews
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