I wish a wish I may tonight, sway me maybe by candlelight -- when I feel its light go dim, I cannot help but wonder if I have captured him the way he caught me unaware -- a fish on a line ...
I try to imagine a future without him, me, a porch, and a rocking chair. and I come up empty, every time.
oooooh, gentle, sweet swaying melody, the flow is so tender and moving... I love this one girl... I've always longed for a porch swing and someone to watch the sunsets with me snuggling.. old fashioned southern girl at heart... such a lovely write... one of my favorites of yours... oh yes!
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