I look at your face
And know exactly how it feels
To run my fingers through your hair
To touch your lips, eyebrows and
To gently caress your temple
I look into your eyes
And know that gleam
I can see through your soul
Know what’s on your mind
I run a finger over your image
And my heart skips a beat
I don’t know if it will be real someday
I only know that it destroys a part of me
Every time I look at you.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
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2 comments:
someone who sees through others soul sees love...the true love... :)
well expressed
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