Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest.
I think of you each morning
and dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
and cannot express my delight.
Never have I fallen
but I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
that has never before been given away.
Apr 24, 2016
Apr 24, 2016 at 4:21 PM UTC
Your lips speak soft sweetness
Your touch a cool caress
I am lost in your magic
My heart beats within your chest.
I think of you each morning
and dream of you each night
I think of your arms being around me
and cannot express my delight.
Never have I fallen
but I am quickly on my way
You hold a heart in your hands
that has never before been given away.
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