Bonded
Sparkling eyes and tinkling laugh,
Things I can’t help but remember.
All I dream of are days gone by,
Of summer skies and whispered sighs.
For there I hold you safe and warm,
As we dance to the raging storm.
Our figures swaying gracefully,
Haunting my memory.
Silky hair and snow pale skin,
Things I can’t help but remember.
The soft, sweet notes of Trace’s flute weaved around his voice and brought the song to life.
Skye closed his eyes and let himself be taken away by the song, singing out the many verses of the lyrics. It was the longest song he knew by heart but there was something about the longing in the words that drew him to it.
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