Whatever fate may thrust at me. I’ll never be the same. I’ve had less fear of times to be. Since first I heard your name. I need to feel secure from harm. I will not keep you long. Please hold me tight within your arm. And dance me to my song.

dance me to my song, for heather rose, by frederick stahl. 
Posted on Tuesday 20th December 2011 with 2 notes
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