Tent

We are in our tent under the
billion stars

On the beach of Kahana
Cove.

I trace a line from

the Big Dipper to

the Little Dipper as your

eyes follow my finger

through space.

Tonight you rest your

head on my chest and

forget the fears that

make you bite your nails

and grit your teeth.

Tonight, we are one with

this land and this beach;

these stars, above us and
all around

 

(c) Rob Goldstein 1983- 2014

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A Hint of Mint

This old life seemed much too long
With little point in going on
I couldn’t think of what to say
Words just vanished in the haze
I was feeling cold and tired
Yeah kinda sad and uninspired
But when it almost seemed too much
I see your face
And sense the grace
And feel the magic in your touch

Lyrics Freak

Thompson TwinsLay Your Hands On Me

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