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In the silence of our meeting, the earth stands still

In the warmness of our greeting, all time stands still

When your love touches mine, we are still

Wrapped in the silence of our meeting.

In the moment of our passion, the earth stands still

In the loneliness we fashion, all time stands still

When your love touches mine, we are still

Wrapped in the silence of our meeting

In the softness of our touching, the earth stands still

In the gentleness of loving, all time stands still

When your love touches mine, we are still

Wrapped in the silence of our meeting

© Neil Quintrell