It Comes To This
It comes to this,
Me, admitting this; You, befitting this
You'll wear it well, it suits you
so take it, my everlasting kiss
It comes to this,
I can't look away,
your eyes will pierce right through me and see that I am real,
and here for you, my inner bliss
It comes to this,
I hear your voice, my heart so warm
like a raging fire, and i love to burn
as you burn away my emptiness
It comes to this,
I'm blushing brightly, too much to hide
I can't wait to see you, I don't know what I'll do
I'm wild, I'm on fire, alive for you
It comes to this,
that you make me smile
you make my heart beat so fast
you make me want you
and it comes to this,
I don't want anything more, I don't want anything less
It's you I want, I want you..
Jess
Copyright © Dean Boic | Year Posted 2011
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