The summer winds, they easily caress the bottom of your hair/ it's lightly flowing carelessly and cradled by
this invisible force/ just like the one that levels me when I look into your hypnotic eyes/ I forget where I am
and who am I that I should see a girl who has the power of the world at the pursing of her lips and beauty
that extends and even to your finger tips/ and what am I a mere man to do/ when I cannot process anything
or any thought but you/ you give me wings to fly/ a place to laugh/ a place to cry/ I would rather die then
be without you and if you the same for me then we're truly and utterly meant to be...
(This piece is a man "trying" to express the emotions he feels for his one true love.)
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