your love crashes over me like a wave
from the sea and it saves me...
you believe in me as you breath life into me
i hear the whisper of the word that was made
just for us, trust is the ink and hope the pen
that moves gently over paper in creation of that word: Love.
let it always be like this, when it never begins
with a kiss but merely a glance that speaks
of a deep regard that is clearly romance.
Our eyes lock, twist, bend, then blend.
We cannot resist falling in love all over again.
Then i touch your hair with my hand
while outside it rains and thunders and we are warm.
Our love is rare and i try not to understand
or explain, why i keep falling for you out of the blue
like the first drop of rain from a summer storm.
9.4.2006
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