The day goes by slowly
My mind thoughts are all of you
Waiting to hear your voice
Make me tremble
To pick up the phone and hear
“Hello Sweetheart”, fills me with
Such happiness
How did I ever live without you?
My Love, my Michael
Your voice is the bridge
That crosses me from where I am
To where you are
Your love is the very substance
That keeps me longing
For another day to come
One day closer to forever
One day closer to joy
One day closer to being complete
Michael, I love you
Psychic wiccan Deja Hamilton pulls shapeshifter Lincoln McCabe from the lake, and the two form an alliance against the covetous older brother who wants Lincoln dead.
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