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Apr 2016
Oh, what is love?
Is it one heart crying to another,
crying to be saved
from a dark prison
where time and silence
work its deadly poison.
Is love the soul searching
and searching find its other half,
another sister soul in the mist of eternity.
Oh, for you are love and only you
and an endless aching need.
A need for your soul to be my soul
and my soul to be yours.
It is an endless aching need
for you to flow like blood
through my veins
and fill me like an eternal flame
of longing for you
an unspeakable love that knows no end.
Oh, such endless and limitless indescribable longing
I have for you.
I could hold you for all of eternity
to feel your loving and lovely body
that is for me a loving and longing
so deep that my soul can feel but my tongue never form into words.
This all powerful force that you are
holds me till the end of time
by some all powerful ****** force
that has bewitched all my reason
and all the thoughts of my heart
are captive to you.
And you seem to come
from some far off exotic world
that is populated by all my fantasies and dreams.
And oh, I can never loose myself
from your loving lips
that burn like some ancient wine,
or the love song
of your warm exotic flesh
that holds me captive
like a moth
as it dances around a flame.
Oh, this love I know is eternal
and whatever may come
and whatever may go
I shall forever long for you
and you shall forever haunt my memories
And forever haunt my mind
till the end of time.
Written by
Olan Douglas Webb
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