Racing, quickly, moving swiftly.. I touch your soul you touch mine Like a book you've read before you know my lines I know yours there's a meeting of the minds that lets me know you're my kind of man that can understand the way I am -- Yes, the way I am -- It feels like a galaxy of stars rushing in on planet Mars an ecstasy of bliss I've never felt like this before You see... it was always one night stands shadows out the door I know it won't happen anymore Racing, quickly, moving, swiftly a meeting of the minds now I know that you're my kind a man that understands keeping up with me doesn't come so easily yet you do it with so much style... I think I'll hang out... for awhile.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 30th, 2015