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by Charlie Nov 7, 2008 category : Love, romance / new love
Things are getting harder now Time begins to bind The physical walks hand in hand With essence of the mind Jealousy in many shades Grows in shadowed paths But throbbing hearts and groping hands Will rinse it all with laughs Blinking eyes will search for you And minds will run away The spirit fells its freedom While the heats are off to play But chains are round your ankles Your roots go deep below Its you that needs to cut them And new branches you must grow But me.. I can not force it So I patiently wait to see If your magic heart and sensuous soul Is meant to be for me