A part of this kind of romance

by Steven   Oct 15, 2008


We break into many pieces
pieces of memories and feelings
pieces of treasure maps waiting to be found and seen

our heart are fragile
and our mind is just one single piece
so is our feelings

when a piece is lost
can we ever find them again
or are we dwelling in the darkness searching for that lost piece

romance works like a puzzle
each piece builds a master piece
a single piece is just one piece

when we first see a lonely piece
we try to fit into there puzzle board team
working hard to bend those edge and sizes

to fit in love and romance
we learn to become one and understand things
first time ever

you can be someone elses piece
and be in there own puzzle world team
first time ever

you can see love not as a word
but something with deep meaning
like when you first give out that one piece

and find the treasure that is bury
and the path it takes to understand
the part of a wonderful romance dream

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