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Jul 2010
It’s something about your eyes
And the way you lick your lips
The way you run your fingers through your hair
Right down to the tips.
It’s the way you crease your smile
To make those dimples on your chin
The way you hold your head up
Even when you sin.


I have to tell you something
And I promise it’s no lie –
I want to kiss you every day
Until the day I die.
I want to feel your embrace
& keep you resting in my arms
I want to be your hero
That heals your every scar.


It’s something about your eyes
And the way you lick your lips
The way you run your fingers through your hair
Right down to the tips.
It’s the way you crease your smile
To make those dimples on your chin
The way you hold your head up
Even when you sin.


I need you in the morning
And I need you late at night
I need to know you’re right there
Sleeping by my side.
I need to feel you dreaming
Of the love that we could share
And while you rest your head on pillows
I’ll be floating on thin air.
Written April 16, 2009- From Through Our Hands We Speak From The Heart
Written by
James M Boyer
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