Awake from dreamsOf loving you,And hate the morning sun,For you wait in the twilight,And still whisper, "Lover, come ...Back to the place we started,And to where our love began;A place within our dreamsMade of the Sandman's sand."ღ ღ ღResting...

Let me walk with you and tell you what I see,His story much more beautiful than me...They will not cry, it's trained out of them.SAS ghosts and Paras grim, and withCSOR retirees reborn to lead them...“last“ photo snapped, “last“...

long lonely night can't sleep from allthis bleeding insidetoo far from younever far from mindbut it could be a whole lot worsecould be more than time and tidekeeping me from youas within my heart you lieand when tomorrow comesi'll be...

In a wood where heather grows high and wide,And the moon on the bracken makes silver tide,A mortal walked where none dare stray—And met a maid from the Aos Sí that day.Her hair was woven of alder bark,And her...

(Aŋpétu Wičhákhiye šni él He Sápa Kȟaŋǧí Kíŋ Ičháǧe)Hau! Hear now the voice of Ptesáŋwiŋ, as I have never told the story of a romantic love before, but this love was such that it even brought tears to these...