Breathe

A blue, black shade of love. 
Sent from above. 
My hands are tied to worlds unknown, 
And this I know. 
Your breath's like wine, 
And just like clouds, my skin crawls. 
It's so divine, the sky it glows with fields of light. 

Did you know that I love you? 
Come and lay with me. 
I love you. 
And all this day, I will love you. 
You make me feel alive, 
and I'll love you 
Until the end of time. 

My hands shake clasped with fear as you come near 
To say goodnight, just like a dove. 
A peaceful sign. 
To help us by as you come in. 
Let this begin. 
Stars fall like dust, our lips will touch. 
We speak too much. 

Did you know that I love you? 
Come and lay with me. 
I love you. 
And all this day, I will love you. 
You make me feel alive, 
and I'll love you 
Until the end of time. 

Did you know that I love you? 
Come and lay with me. 
I love you. 
And all this day, I will love you. 
You make me feel alive, 
and I'll love you 
Until the end of time. 

I've got a        say, if you will let me 
It's always hard, when you're around me 
But here right now, there's interest in your eyes 
So hear me out, and hear this the first time 

That I... love you (come and lay with me) 
I... love you (and all this day) 
I... love you (you make me feel alive) 
I... love you 
Till the end of time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Perkins Avatar
October 16, 2008 at 6:51 PM
It's not wrong to try hard, I mean, we all do, I tried hard for awhile but now I just realize that when the right woman comes along, I'll know. Ya know?
Matheny Avatar
October 4, 2008 at 5:07 PM
Hi
Watts Avatar
October 3, 2008 at 12:19 PM
nope....hehe r u going back out with David?
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