What words could be said
As they transmitted through my head.
You wanted a fresh start
I just needed a beating heart
A loving touch
That I could feel as such.
As such it was
Because. . . . . . .
Love wants honesty
But can’t handle the ‘True’
When the truth shatters the illusion
Of perfection.
I would let you look through me
But you wouldn’t like what you see
Love walks a fine line
Can change over night
Never claim it as mine
Seen by the morning sunlight.
Love wants honesty
But can’t handle the ‘True’
When the truth shatters the illusion
Of perfection.
Love is softly sealed
. . . .is rushing to the ageless
. . . .is a kiss way delicious
. . . .believe my heartbeat.
. . . .when will the two meet?
. . . . and believe
. . . . in each other
Nothing else.
DWB ©2009