My secret, my gift, my love, my song
Forbidden wonders feel so wrong
But yet your voice,this feeling this night
This way you speak words seems so right
Time and distance keep us apart
But follow the map that's carved on your heart
Follow a voice, follow a thought
Follow the feeling our love has brought
What is this longing, this want, this need
I pray for direction, I beg, I plead
Play me a story, write me a song
How can what's right still feel so wrong
Doubts of reality haunt my day
But as night befalls they run away
They run as though they do not know
Where they come from, where they go
Follow me blinded, I'll be your guide
Forget your reality, forget that they lied
Forget the wrong, forget the right
But remember the way we are this night
gurgenshnogal Community Member 
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