Love

by Tessa   Jan 11, 2006


You look at me, I begin to wonder what your thinking.
I see you smiling at me, I question, why are you smiling.

Your smile is beautiful.
Your kiss is breathtaking.
Your touch is dangerous.

What do you see when you think of me?
You hold the keys to my heart
only you can unlock it.

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