Silver Threads
Dark Judgemnet: Disclaimer: Don't own Final Fantasy Tactics Advance
Her silver threads dance through the wind
Her silver threads as elegant as snow falling from the sky
Her silver threads make me yearn so
Her gentle smile melts the yearly snow
Her gentle smile melts my heart
Her gentle smile melts my courage
Her soft voice makes all my worries go away
Her soft voice soothes me into my dreams
Her soft voice makes me live
"Marche…" the soft voice sighed and as I turned around to see the woman I love over my shoulder reading everything I wrote. "Ritz I can explain…" I was cut of by her pressing her lips against mine and at that moment time stopped until… "MARCHE WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Doned screamed as he entered the room. "Mom!" He wheeled off in the other direction.
