It hurts to love someone and not have the feeling returned.
Even more so to have your body yearn
for them. More painful, seeing them slip away
because you didn't have the courage to express all you had to say.
If you love it set it free:
if it returns it's yours to keep,
if it remains away, it wasn't meant to be.
Don't frown: you never know who's falling in love with your smile,
or the twinkle in your eyes
as you let them know they're worth your while.
Tears, silent and throbbing, plunge for this unforgettable love...
Burning holes in my cheeks and piercing my heart
but, regret is unheard of.
What is this emptiness that rejects all thoughts of setting you free?
What is this blaze of torment you have compelled against me?
Time and time, why do I continue to fall?
What makes my heart crawl
to you even when I push you away?
Why can't I just go astray?
Will you ever realize
my love for you? When you recognize...
If I ran towards you, would you welcome me with open arms?
Or reject me and walk away... cause me more harm?
Why can't I relinquish all thoughts of your sensual touch?
Why do I still love you after the deep wound that you cut?
I adored you-
as if you were sent from above
and our anesthetized love is still loved
by me.
PART II
In my position, the best phrase to use is,
"Whatever happens, happens."
For if I tried to make something
happen the way I wanted it,
I would forever be tangled in a web of illusions.
You can't predict your future,
and you can't change your past.
Don't rush love and definitly
DO NOT let love rush you.
The more you rush,
the more it finds places to hide,
and you find yourself
standing there in a puddle of tears,
trying to tell yourself that things
will work out.
And the chances of that happening,
are very slim.
PART III
My eyes look at your beauty
And they like what they see,
But beauty can be deceiving.
My ears hear your voice
And they like what they hear,
But voices can be deceiving.
My nose smells your aroma
And it likes what it smells,
But scent can be deceiving.
My fingers touch your soft skin
And they like what they feel,
But sense of touch can be deceiving.
My lips kiss your sweet lips
And they like the intimacy,
But a kiss can be deceiving.
My heart desires you
And it always wants to be with you-
That is the one thing that cannot be ignored
PART IV
Merging Souls of Love and Passion
When we make sweet love
So long and true, we know
When our souls sing out
Our song of passion
Ring high to the Heavens
It is so brightly shown
I want to feel your love
For I want to confess my love to you
To hold you in my arms
To look you in the eyes
And I want to whisper to you, "I love you"
This I know in my heart
I look inside your soul, I see it flow
My love for you is true and infinite
So tender and so pure, I know
When our bodies merge into one union
The love that we have is so special
The love that we share is so strong
No matter what form we become
We are still together forevermore.
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