Chris

by cute   May 28, 2007


Down to the island I know
I see you looking back at me smiling
how I wish his tender smile
is like the deacon of my eye
I've been so foolished, been so stupid
playing hard to get
if you just read my mind
how I wanted to shout aloud.
"Oh! Lord God how much I love him..."
I touch the sky,
I'm freezing in the rain
but only his presence could melt my heart.

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