Today
i want nothing but to reach for your hand...
Words spoken of love
Aren't half way of my feelings...
Faint thoughts of you are abound but thoughts...
And as I dig into the infinity of imagination...
The first time I met you,
It was like judging a book by its cover...
I think I will write you a love sonnet
With all of the cliche' sugar a spice...
Before you and I were stirred
into vanishing trickles of taste...
The pain to love
So hard...
Just a simple tuch
just a little glance...
The wind blows on my face in such a soft gentle...
as the tears that I cry slowly stream Down my...
Your arms wrapped around me
i feel so safe and warm...
A dead'd dream of my demise,
I saw it once, inside your eyes...
Another sleepless night lost in wonder
Just when it seems I have lost my love again...