To My Next Love

To My Next Love

    I want to grab your hand in a crowd
    Indavertanly,just keep up, but Feel
    Flowing ions pulling me forward

    I want to catch your scent in a room
    And be carried away to a place of Sunshine

    I want to innocently brush your hair out of your face
    And find myself lost in the depth of your eyes

    And most of all, I want to feel Love again.

12 Jan 2006 – epl

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