swaying gently spinning slowly i feel you there, all i see is you. are you the one sent to help me through? just one more slow dance is all i ask in your love i can bask i love the way you look at me you fill my heart with pride and glee the music stops but can i depart? my arms locked around you, we flow around and around, your voice is the only sound. i can only feel you, and you feel me too, step by step we turn your cologne is the only scent your hand the only pressure your eyes burning holes in me, do you see right through me? our love will always prevail, untill you decide you like that girl and bail, are all of the guys the same? are you all so vein?
I liked this because it reminded me of someone and some truly magical moments. LOL, funny twist at the end though. Thanks
Love...for a small golden time it seems the great palace of dreams...and then one day we wake up and realize it only lives in a shanty. Like the poem! But what happens to all our lost ideals?
our lost ideals are broght into space so they can blossum and later in the future they return and reveal lifes most mysterious secrets.
