I want to sit and stare at you
I want to look beyond your pretty face, sexy lips, and precious eyes
And look deep into your soul.
And wan to know why you are as good as gold
I wan to dream you making love
Your flesh upon my flesh...is NOT wat I am speaking of
But both us holding hands
Walking along the beach in the moist beach sand
In the middle of the night
Where you then pressing my shoulders and holding me tight
I wan both of us to reach the peak
Not the sexual orgasm that makes me weak
But both of us growing old together
Maintaining the storm, rain, and any other type of weather
The good times, the bad times, the sad times and the happy times
Within this one years you make me feel light like a feather
I am talking about keeping this relationship strong forever.
All this I do think about. these tots runs thru in my mind
NOT at all times
But sometimes when I know I am missing you, Zan
