Her sweet smell makes me warm inside.
The feelings I have, I try to hide.
Her eyes of blue, into which I gaze.
Her voice relaxes me on my rough days.
She holds me tight and close to her.
For most of my ails, she hold the cure
and me she wants forever hers.
With a love so true, she lures.
for just a taste of love, I would give so much
to be close to someone, to be able to touch.
To touch their soul with my love
to help me be pure, like a free white dove.

06/20/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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