My Love
My Heart
My Life
A love hindered is a love with potential.
A love where it is essential to realize that there lies a power within
Where in between there is a tension so thick and that quick our love can be over
My lover, my world, my moon, my sky, my star.
The sun in my sky afar.
Im giving you my all.
As my heart makes its call,
I realize that somewhere the love has fallen short
The beauty has turned dark
The warmth has turned cold
The embrace has turned bitter
A love hindered
A love that is hurting a laugh that is crying, slowly dying, but yet denying that it's losing it's power. It has lost its touch
It has lost itself
It has lost its wealth
Who is the hero of love?
Who can be the hero when the hero knows not what needs to be saved?
A constant dismissing
Of hugging and kissing
Bodies fail to meet
Faces fail to greet
Drawn from a broken heart lines flow
Drawn from a broken spirit lines flow
Drawn from a broken soul lines flow
This love. This love. This love.
It's lost. Gone. Gone. And gone again.
But suddenly breath like wind, takes us for a spin.
And again
Back to begin
Give me your hand
Give me your heart
Give me your body
Your taste, touch, temperature.
A love hindered
It's a love still there
A love that looks up at you as a lost child, waiting for repair.
A love hindered.