Snaking Upon a Hopeful Heart
Calling upon a silver snake,
the bell tolls for me, I'm waiting
Lest I be forlorn in a new land,
uncertainty knows my name.
A stranger to a place unknown,
open eyes veil in mystery.
What has a plan for me,
pretense of a forsaken dream.
Did I not say this was my heart,
so indeed I follow, seeking sunshine
Glisten warmth upon my face,
so I may bask in your beauty once more.
Dare to dream with me,
I feel the magic vibrate my soul.
Ignore this once no more,
begging for the chance to be......
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