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May 2015
I know your eyes, you lips, your smile.
A love so warm, it burns for a while.
A wick to my core, the flame travels through.
And it all leads back to that spark from you.

My match, we match, you burn, two fires in the night.
We waltz, we dance, in my dreams, under the moonlight.
So many daydreams I cannot write.
But you and me, we click together just right.

I can feel it in my core, deep behind my eyes.
I can sense it in my soul, and I must reprise.

My match, we match, you burn, two fires in the night.
We waltz, we dance, in my dreams, under the moonlight.
So many daydreams I cannot write.
But you and me, we click together just right.

It's a beautiful feeling when I see you,
in my dreams, on the street, what can I do?
You've run away from my heart like an artery.
Without you, sweetheart, why should I breathe?

It's a beautiful day when I'm with you,
but as the sun sinks down, what can I do?
To finish this off; this much is true.
*I really do *wish there was only one of you.
Dominic A Gardella
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Dominic A Gardella  North Carolina
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