Midnight Man
Its time for you again.
Be with me in waves of love
grain.
Welcome martins.
Packing your chain and go.
Another glob of hope...
With voice like old sax
and eyes tierd of glower.
Messeges become like glowming
flower.
The show is simple full
of lucre.
Opacity of today will constrain
the power.
I have a weakness
of love dower.
Welcome martins.
Hippo will swim again
from river to river.
Strong magic. Heavy and
cleavr.
Shakehands i'm your dreamweaver.
Ehab Zinelabdin
Copyright ©2002 Ehab
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