All I want,
is you lips agianst mine.
To feel your skin soft under my finger tips
and to be able to hear your heart beat.
I want to see you smile,
I want to hear a laugh down the phone as I talk to you, as I whisper my thoughts slowly and gently down the line.
Why can it not happen though?
Why can I not see your all mighty soul through pools of ocean eyes?
Wh can I not get the chance to whipser three magical words into your ear and see the smile upon your lips?
I want to walk hand in hand,
down the promenade of life
To watch you when you sleep with a pure expression over your clean skin?
To feel the brush of your fingertips through waves of a thousand curls.
Why can it not happen though?
Because you are not my beloved,
you are hers for the keeping tonight.
My darling, take me back to dreams where I am royalty in your arms and where time seems to seep through the fingers as though it were purest star dust.
Come back to me tonight my love.
Come back to me tonight.
