Come hold my hand

Come hold my hand

let me take you to my dream,

in the village, a small hut,

you, me, and the breeze.

gradually flowing river

A melody of bird’s tweet,

your head on my shoulder,

me, comprised in you deep.

The gentle touch of my hand

a warm kiss on your cheek,

You, sleeping, quit like a baby

I am listening, to your breath.

Come hold my hand

let me take you to my dream,

in the village, a small hut,

you, me, and the breeze

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