I Want To Feel

I give up all my gold and silver
to touch a rose, to feel its beauty,
to hear the music of that crystal river,
to see the evening's sunset fiery ruby,

to barefoot walk-through evergreen, emerald grass,
how you radiate through the love’s quartz prisms, I want to see,
how you are even more beautiful in the years that pass,
I want to touch, I want to hear, I want to see!

I want to feel the beeswax from your lipstick,
to taste your kisses, sweet like butterscotch,
to sip your love and get drunk quick,
to look in your sapphire eyes, to sit there happy, cry, and watch.

Our love is like a circle with an unending diameter,
like an eternal white tinsel snowflake,
a daily kiss to all the flowers from our garden,
I want to touch, I want to hear, I want to see! I want to stay awake!

Our time on earth has slowly gone,
we had our laughter, our smiles, our tears,
we’ll soon wake up at the break of dawn,
and start to live for millions of years.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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