Wild Love (poetic ' sweet angel of my dreams'' version)

As the Autumn leaves they fall

Every moment, i hear the call

Of love so pure and so sweet

That in my dreams, i always meet

That i see in the beautiful trees

Blowing on Autumn breeze

As i walk, through leaves that fall

Waiting to hear the gentle call

Of tender love, which does not part

From my dreams and my heart

 

 

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