When the Time comes

Image on the Water

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Brother, you are the son of the old man
Send me your light, so we can dance
In the warmth of your eyes, see me disclose
and drop the disguise
To be free... floatin' with you
Is what we need... it's in the way we feel
Let me touch you with a smile
You're so mild and tender
But I need to surrender
Sister, glide upon my skin
And see me to the anchor, to the softness within
Where the goddess is sleepin', my senses are leapin'
You are the most perfect image on the water
To be free, floatin' with you
Is what we need, it's in the way we feel
Let me touch you with a smile
You're so wild and captured by the need to surrender
Lover, breathe... we are floatin' with you
Tell me what you see... I am longin' for you
to be my sister and brother, to be my love, lover
You are the most perfect image on the water

┬ę Olivia Rossa