The story of Love
Hold my hand in the sunlight
hold my hand at midnight
tell me what you think of me
show me everything you see
I can feel your heart beating
as we lay here sleeping
steal a kiss from my rosy lips
as your hand moves down my hips
why does this feel like love?
as if i’m floating like a dove
pull me close and kiss me once more
walk away and leave me on the cold floor
that’s what love is right?
just something you see from first sight
then you run away with their souls
leaving many extravagantly deep holes.
(2013)
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