I'Ve Fallen Victim
She stole my heart with silent words
She stabbed me fiercely with her mind
She gave to me that which I thirst
For there, her love was mine to find
Oh blessed soul, with heart divine
Your words and love, they flow like wine
She offers hope through given words
Her heart is wide and shared with all
Her passion rises as high as the birds
Her name, I speak, in my lovers call
Oh blessed soul, with love to give
Without your love I’d never live
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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